You make me feel things, KVD.
Conflicting things...
Confusing things...
...Amazing things.
Like how I feel all grown up with you but still like a kid too, especially when you make me giggle like one.
Like how I feel smart and insightful when you ask for my advice and actually take it and then you turn right around and build me up with wisdom and I wonder why you were ever asking me advice at all. Maybe just to humour me.
Like how I feel strong when you lean on me, tell me what's wrong and open up your heart to me like I am the only one who can fix it and I then feel hopeless because I can't. But then right after, I feel like I'm the one who's treasured and protected when I'm wrapped up in your arms.
Sometimes I feel like I'm not enough for you, disappointing you and can't even see the top of this pedestal you have for me, let alone be on it. But then you smile, hold me tight, blow raspberries on my neck till I wrestle out of reach and then you patiently explain that what I'm trying to see is my own pedestal. Then you point me to yours; and you climb up on this pedestal with me and tell me you'll always be there for me, standing beside me, holding my hand till I see what you see.
I think I'm beginning to believe you...
...To be continued.
