Lyla, you are not alone
Lyla, none of it is over Lyla, some of what you shoulder, I’ll shoulder too
Lyla, I love you
Always bending like a tide ‘neath the weight of a moon you won’t name
I, too, am wrestled like a tide ‘neath the weight of some moons I could name for you
Lyla, you aren’t on your own here
Lyla, you are worth so much more here Lyla, if you need a line to reel you in, I’m here Tell me what you’re feeling
Lyla, tell me where you’re going
I’ll go there too
Lyla, I love you
Always dragging like an anchor in water too deep its length
I, too, have anchors that would hold me in water so heedlessly rising Name it, Lyla won’t you name it, it might ease the strength of that tide of yours
Oh, these moons, we didn’t make them, but truly we might offer them weight, and time enough to lay a claim to how we move through life
See you, riled into anger, assuming I am laying the blame on you
Lyla, show me when the ache became something you believe you can’t be without
Lyla, you are not alone