a brick wall,
why is it that when I lean into you
like a brick wall you can support me
or cause my world to tumble down
brick by brick
like a brick wall
warm,
why is it that when I put my neck on your shoulder
it’s warm and comforting
even though
sometimes
it shouldn’t be
on a hot day.
why is it that on a hot day when it is dry and breathing is a chore
you make me so happy to just be there
to just enjoy
the
way
things are
and you’re there
why is it that when I see you
I know you’re there
when
even you don’t really know if that’s true
smiling.
why is it that when you smile
even when i scowl back at you
you still manage to make me happy
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