I had no idea
Why we clicked
Snapped right into place
But we hit

And when we collided
My thoughts, memories
Feelings and pent up aggressions
Knocked out, jumbled my sentries

That were protecting the words
From escaping my lips
But I've set them free
Past my finger tips

Unto your hands
Your long fingers, cold
I hope that you keep my secrets
Till you are weary and old

My dear friend
Who I've burdened with so much trust
Please understand my words
Don't let my stories rust