#thoughtry

i sat with you beside,
i was broken, "listen to me"
you said.
my eyes wavering to miss yours
"that's not right, you told me
to listen you, and now see you're."

a smile sprouted near my mouth
there's someone, who still uses the
same words you do,
that you told them.

i know someone who hears
the song i show them.
i heard someone using the same
words i do.

someone, doin' the peculiar habit
i do.
someone smiling for having me
someone there who loves my name.

sometimes, i give...