somebody asked, how i felt about you when we were together,
somebody asked how much i cared
the way i looked at you could explain it all.
how i felt for you does not need words.
i just know i felt it.
i felt it so strongly with you.
that’s why i stopped writing about you,
not just because you did not like it,
but because it wasn’t fair to you or i.
it would not give both of us enough credit for our beauty.
or care.
all i am sure of right now is that i still think of your voice,
every time somebody asks me what my favorite sound is.
and the only reason i am writing this
is because "emissary" is playing
i’m feeling everything again,
but i am not sure
if these feelings are going to last
much longer