The weight of me

The weight of me is often times more than i can bare.
The weight of me many days begins to take its toll.
The weight of the world rests on my shoulders,
and the sum of parts is greater than the whole.

The weight of you is much easier to carry.
The weight of you seems to lighten my load.
There is always room for you on my shoulders,
for the sum of your parts makes me whole.

The weight of me is often times more than I can handle.
The weight of me somedays buries me in the rush.
But I can not focus on the weight of me
When I am lost in the weight of us....

(eight years next month...xoxo)