Do not mind the tears, dear soul,
They are falling on their own accord
During moments of welcomed grace
And waves of crushing heartache,
All signs and evidence of your safety
For I do not allow my tears to show for any
But the kindest most entrusted souls.
Do not mind my unleashing of words
As they tumble haphazardly from my lips
No grammatical structure, no thoughtful themes,
A geyser of long compartmentalized sentences
That could no longer bear containment,
Proof that you must be of infinite value
For I do not share my words with any
But the most compassionate, warmhearted souls.
Do not mind my neurotic, blubbering presence
For it is only your inherent goodness
That has given me permission to be just as I am
Without fear of repercussion or judgment,
A gift of unconditional positive regard
You have graciously bestowed upon me.