Just a Reminder

I would write you a poem, but words only make sound in your heart.

If days were counted, 

The ones I dream,

Write,

Or merely think of you,

They would be past too much by now.

The care I have in this world is bare,

But the one I carry for you shines from within.

These words,

Let them guide you in the darkness of the night,

And never fear,

For my hand is here to hold,

And my shoulder is to lean on.

But only for you.

For you and no one else.