I wouldn't even recognize you,
nor you I.
How we have changed and grown,
how the years and loves
have formed us.
How the trials have toughened
or beaten us.

I hope you are well.

I hope that the world has not
stricken the love from you,
and that the lives which
surround you and which you surround
still smile upon your kind soul.

I hope you have not been beaten too much.

I hope you have faced down more trials
than have faced down you,
and that the things which you have conquered
have been strengthening instead of
diminishing to your spirit.

Of all hopes, I hope that you still
find a reason to smile
every day.

You ask me why it’s so hard to forgive you;
I ask you why it’s so easy to hurt me.

When you hurt me, I cry.
If I hurt you, I cry.

I deserve the love I keep trying to give you,
Don’t you see?

You can’t reciprocate the love I keep giving to you.
Why can’t I see?

All that I have to give
Are my imperfections
And my inequalities.
I hope that it is enough
For I only have my broken self
To trade for your love

We met in a peculiar way, as most would say
What it has grown into, makes me thankful for that day
Life is a tide, always shifting and never ceasing
Footsteps left in the sand, only to be washed away
I don't usually get close, but I find myself releasing
These walls which keep me from opening up
But like the tide, I am always changing, washing away
You are in part to thank, when I'm down you help pickup
The pieces, not by doing anything special, but by being you
And the tide comes again, washing away, making me whole