|~* The Heaviest Load *~
Were she to ever come to me with all the massive misery that in her life she did accrue, and place it all, heavey, into my arms, I would not flinch.
If she were then to go and add every dense weight which makes her sad, I would not sink and inch.
Were she to all her fears then shove right out of her and place on top of my back, I would not stumble.
Instead she always gives me nothing....
And I crumble.