Wednesday, August 4, 2010

dig irb.

Would it be too much for me
to ask you in mixed company
to say that thing so gracefully
that you said one time that made me smile

it touched me deep and held me wide
but then you had to run and hide
cause deep is hard when you want to die
and no one gets that you're like a child

all alone inside her room
you do the things that you can do
to keep you here and get you through
from now until a little while

and thankfully you've come to see
that little whiles can grow to be
okay days with epiphanies
that its fine sometimes to be infantile

and I'll hold you there and stroke your hair
and rock you with the sweetest care
and listen to the things you dare
to whisper as you drift away

and I've never heard the saddest words
you breathe to me when you hate the hurt
and night times are the all-time worst
and we beg the moon back for the day

and I take what I heard, undeterred
and kiss you where your tears once were
cause I'm strong enough for all your words
and anything that you could say

then you say it once again
and close your eyes as to pretend
I couldn't hear you say my friend
I love you too for always

cause I love you too for always.

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