Deep in the Pit

There is no feeling like knowing deeply you are loved and cherished for who you are. Sometimes I feel a little empty not because I've said everything but because I because I may never be able to say everything I feel at this very moment in time. Those thoughts are bottled up in me and suck the marrow from my bones and push all else from my mind. It's the depression of seeing a wondrous sight I can never share and discuss with you. It's also the elation of having you see me totally weak and exposed and only seeing respect and love in their eyes. From deep in the pit of my being I swear I feel you touching my hand and caressing my heart. All that beauty and you may never cross that bridge again and I won't ask you to follow me to a place we may never belong. So I'll rock gently in the thought that you keep me in your heart.