Tiny Toes

March 23, 2018

Everyday I think of you.

And every night before I fall asleep, I hope that you're okay.

Feels like I'm running on empty.

You're not holding on.

But I don't really want to let go.

I wanted to send you a small gesture, so that you'll know that no matter what you face.

A part of me is always with you.

Even if we never meet.

I make no excuse.

I just care.

I think you just need a little bit of love.

If I'm all wrong or out of pocket, I truly apologize.

I've never been scared to try because at least I'll know, either way you choose.

So, for what it's worth.

I got what it takes to make you smile.

I just don't know if I'm supposed to stay or go...?

Tia Ivey

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