I talk slowly,
\nto my forever friend,
\nso he understands.<\/p>\n
I talk to the one who doesn’t know me,
\nbut I can always hear him.<\/p>\n
I tell him small secrets,
\nthat nobody else would care to hear.<\/p>\n
I tell him of my day,
\nhe can’t hear me,
\nand yet he listens.<\/p>\n
My heart is emptied of sadness and anger,
\nwhen I speak through it,
\nto him.<\/p>\n
I tell him to never forget me,
\nto know I love him still.<\/p>\n
I tell him my life is better,
\nthough it wold be better with him.<\/p>\n
I tell him I love him always,
\nI hear him,
\neven though,<\/p>\n
he doesn’t speak.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I talk slowly, to my forever friend, so he understands. I talk to the one who doesn’t know me, but I can always hear him. I tell him small secrets, that nobody else would care to hear. I tell him of my day, he can’t hear me, and yet he listens. My heart is emptied … <\/p>\n