i don’t always write
about you
but when i do my heart breaks
but then i smile and
put it back together
and as i sit here
in Starbucks
listening to Jack’s Mannequin
i wonder if you still talk to God
the way you used to
when you were young
and naive and i hadn’t
ripped your heart all the way
out of your chest yet
and today so many words
are falling from my heart
the words are about you today
and about God
because you’re the only one
who’s loved me
the way God does


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