mismatched a's

Until the day I’m strong enough
I’ll distribute my I love you’s in the form of stickers and honey straws and mismatched a’s
Until the day I’m strong enough
I’ll trust them with aching hugs
And I’ll give them me in head-buts
They’ll get stickers and hugs and honey straws and mismatched a’s
Because until I gather my strength
I love you is a lead weight on my tongue
 

But I’m growing stronger
My aching joints feel warmer
Family hurts less than it did five months ago
And yesterday I poured the sweet tea for the first time
I’m growing stronger
The rioting in my stomach is slowing
Soon I won’t need stickers and hugs and honey straws and mismatched a’s to say I love you
But until I gather my strength they will suffice