yea, we talked, but it was small. you heard my thoughts, cus I spoke them all.

i only ever wished, to hear yours, but sometimes our conversation, just hit the floor.

now its not the same, cus you came to me open, with all your love and pain and so insane.

i’ve wondered when your mind asundered would recognize, with your ocean eyes,

that i’ll listen every day to all you have to but will never say to even your fellow hessles or graves.

can’t thank you a thousand times without it being not enough, for showing me just an expression of Love.

gbf