you’re always the happy-go-lucky one
and i am the worrier
you’re the drama queen
yet i remain unfazed
we’ve laughed ourselves sick late at night
and talked of secrets in the dark
i held your hand when you sobbed out
your anger and guilt and heartbreak about her
the tears trickled down my cheeks
into piles of wimpy lettuce
you’ve loved me and angered me
inspired me and challenged me
i can’t imagine what life would be like
should the worst happen
i don’t want to acknowledge
that it could happen
but whatever happens
i love you
and His hands are bigger than mine
hold His
Oh! This is just lovely.