I try to remember
the days when you were a hero,
in every shape and form.
I looked to you as if you could do anything,
now I know why parents try to nurture you as a child.
They try to keep you away from the sadness and the hate
but they cant keep you from anything.
Because eventually, you have to face the real world,
and it isn't pretty.
I thought it could never happen to me.
You were strong, unbreakable and independent.
The one I could hug when things were all wrong.
I was your princess, and you were the king.
Now you are decaying from your heart and soul.
And I have to sit and watch.
I just want to go, leave you there in your seat,
wondering where I am, why I haven't said I love you.
Because I know you know that I do,
and I cant stay around to say it anymore.
At this point the saying,
"its better to have loved and lost than to never loved at all"
is difficult to believe in.
Because it would have been so much easier
to have never known you,
because then I would never have had to be sad.
The what if's would be gone,
and every ounce of anger, would dissipate.
But life isn't easy.
And I love you. And life wouldn't be the same without you there.
I have all of the memories of us together.
Those I wouldn't trade for anything,
not for happiness, world peace, or my life.
And since I cant run away from everything,
I will just have to help you through it
just like my parents did with me.
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