little boy

i cherish these moments you pursue my heart, even after your knees have bled. i cherish your chest, and how it leaves you desperate for my strength. i cherish your hands. i know it aches to make them let go of what you cherish, but i swear i didn’t make you to hurt like this. i cherish these moments you let your tears leave my arms wet, but i swear these moments will end.

i cherish your heart, but i long for it to know how to love those i know it cherishes. i know it aches and you feel as if i made it to be broken, but i swear i formed it in all tenderness. i cherish the passions i put in it, but i’m waiting for the moment you let them leave it overtaken. i cherish each time you stand, but i cherish you even in the moments you’ve fallen. i cherish your eyes, even when they stray from my own to know something less. i cherish the moments light owns them.

i know you cherish her. i know the moments you couldn’t stand straight and wounded two hearts i cherish. i know the moments regret leaves you suffocated, but despite it’s weight, you are forgiven. you are my own, and your sin cannot hold my arms apart. i know you can’t handle any of it, but i swear i will heal her heart. i know you wish i’d use you, but please let my arms hold you, even if it’s to the side. i cherish both your hearts, even if this is their goodbye. i formed your heart, and i know it’s never hurt like this. but i swear you are cherished.

i know it’s hard just to convince your eyes to stay open. i know the thoughts your lips can’t express. i know hurt has left you blinded. i know all the hope you relied on as left you broken, but please let my hope fill your lungs. i cherish the voice i gave your tongue, and i cherish the moments it cries for redemption. i cherish the moments of silence you strain your ears to know my intent. i cherish the moments my name is all that you can get past your lips.