Gratitude
Can I
give you something?
some small gift
something
spoilt
something other
Ever since there has been
the possibility
and because I
don't know what you get from me
I must
that you could have something to thank me for
Warm days
walking down
A bus I never used to catch
but I'd rather be
with you
Conversations
cut off
too soon
still it's delight
like it were actually another realm
I'm running down the street
grinning
For you
sometimes
I want do do the most ridiculous
things
But it'd just embarrass us
our secrets
that I wake up knowing
how silly
Lately I seem so passive
Maybe it's just that I listen
I let you talk
let you do a lot of things
I thought I was really so stubborn
but who could tell?
I love the way you smile.