𝐈 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞,
I carried you with swollen feet and heartburn,
ate healthy to help you grow big and strong,
laughed one second and cried the next,
and ran to the restroom 50 times a day with restless sleep,
until you were ready to come into this world,
𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞.
And then time froze, as you were placed into my arms,
my eyes heavy with exhaustion and love,
and I held your little body and fed you until you gave a little smile and fell asleep on my chest.
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞,
to want to be better.
And right now, you need me in a way that you will never again,
to carry you in my arms until I can’t because you’re too heavy,
to dress you until the day you can put your pants on yourself,
and to be your everything.
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠
when everything screams, I can't.
𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.
So, my mind and heart revolve around you,
and always will.
