365 Days · Poetry

265 – Communication

It just goes to show that all the things that we don’t know
Aren’t known and there’s so much more to every story

More to each sentence than even they themselves knew
It turned out to be us they were re-telling the thing to

As if we weren’t the one holding them when they cried
Like our separate lives had only touched and not joined
As if they were the lead role and we the background noise

But now we all hear the stories again and we listen carefully
We look at things we’ve already seen and feel differently

We’ll change our mind about each other because that’s time
And it sits on everything good until they are ready to be great


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