For decades I buried you so deep, even I forgot about you…but you kept hoping one day someone would save you.
I emotionally abused you with my disgust, loathing and poor choices…but you found a way to survive.
I covered you in layers of fat…but your heart still beat strong.
Hang on a little while longer, kid. I’ve got my shovel, the f*ckin elliptical…and most of all…love.
Today and all the days that follow…I’m on my way to save you.