Because they need to know
And I will tell them
Because from the time
You first you held them
I felt held, too.
I know, now, that I wasn't
And you weren't.
That hits. That hurts, but...
I tell them anyway
Because - still -
When you miss them
Or love them
Or send them kisses,
I do, too.
So, I will tell them
Because they need to know.
