you say you’re tired.
and i say, “sure, rest your eyes.”
in my heart, i’m scared you won’t awake.
you sleep, i watch you sleep.
you look so beautiful with your eyes shut.
the creases of worry line your face.
you look just like a small, broken kid.
my worries for you are endless.
but the most is that if you’ll let them in.
please, let all of them in.