The Truth Is

And the truth is

All the while, I feel as if

I am only strong because you told me to be

I must be strong or else I will die

And then what?

I must wait patiently

I must hold on steadfastly

I must live my days as if we are already together

As if we are building our world together and 

I am busy doing profound things

I mustn’t wade in pools of sorrow

Or cry all night and day

About everything I wish I could change

My only regret, my worst mistake

How much I hurt you

And how I long for you to hold me and tell me

That everything will be okay

The truth is

We already are building our world together

And these are only the hardest steps

Step one, step two, step three

Feel my love as it shines through the trees

Bathe in my faith as it is the light your windows make

Love my strength, it is a sculpture I have carved for our garden