For You

The ring on my finger

the paint on my nails

reveal love then independence

reveal some sort of strength in my face

a harshened, sometimes falsified

strength.


because I am not yet broken enough to fall in front of you,

I will stand tall in front of you.

and because my tears fail to fall upon my own shoulder

I will save it for you,

keep it dry for you,

and dry it again once you've left

that it might remain inviting

and within reach.


I promise you, it will always remain within reach.