you haven't been sleeping til late.
often climbing into bed with me and holding my hand until you fall asleep.
the way you said, this morning, you felt sick.
and added non visible complaint after non visible complaint to a list to prove it.
The way i knew you were tired
and when i asked you what was really wrong,
while i stroked your hair, still full of chlorine and salt water,
and your eyes filled up
You took the risk
and you told me
about it all
and you opened your sad heart to me
you chose love
and i hope to live up to that choice.