I know ure tired...

I know ure tired. When I look into ur eyes I see a million battles fought and won. Ur hands display track marks that give testament to the amount u've given over the years. How u've unselfishly given of ureself time and time again, expecting nothing in return. The arms that so firmly hold us all together now begging to let go. The feet that walk us through our most tedious journeys are unwilling to go on. But can we blame them? Haven't they carried our weight long enough? I want to beg u to stay ...stay and fight. But when I look into ur eyes... I know ure tired. So I'll put the selfish part of me to the side. I'll pack it up, seal it, and forget where I put it for a while. I'll put my big girl pants on and graciously let u go. Because when I look into ure eyes... I know ure tired. I'll look into those eyes and promise I'll be just fine. I'll promise to achieve all things I said I would and more. And then I'll do it. I'll graciously... peacefully... let u go, because after all u've given me over the years, the least I can do is give u that. It's the most costly gift I've given, but I'll freely give from my heart, because in my heart... I know ure tired...