his hair is sort of a mess
I feel I am too
and I love his laugh
I force mine a bit
he approaches me straight on
shaking his shoulders to the music
that was playing
I smile (unforced)
I tell him I am glad the music
makes him feel that way
I use the word glad sincerely
when I am around him
I am very busy missing my friends
in a very real way
I watch him as he ties his shoes
in a juvenile way
because I will love him forever
and ever
for he is every person
who has ever let me down
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