You don't have to be okay.

I know you're trying to be, I know you hold everything together, pouring yourself into being there, being mother, being friend, being lover.

But I see the weight of it… I see your shoulders sag even as you're giving me the prettiest smile…

And I need you to know that it's okay…

You don't have to be okay.

You don't have to bear the weight alone. You don't have to hide what carrying it does to you.

You don't have to be strong, all the time.

Let it down sometimes, babe. Rest. Here in my heart. Here in my arms.

If you sob, that's okay. If you don't, that's okay, too.

Just keep breathing, and I'll hold you, for as long as you want, for as long as you need.

I am here for you, babe.
For everything.
For anything.

I love you.
Me.