if
he
only
knew
the
many
times
I've
reached
out
to
touch
him
but
didn't

it's
heavy
so
heavy
like
someone
died
my
whole
countryman
quiet

and
we
need
to
believe
in
magic
the
kind
we
ourselves
create

we
wanted
to
talk
about
it
but
we
didn't
want
to
say
anything

he
always
knows
just
what
kind
of
music
to
play
in
the
cafe

our
hearts
flying
half
mast
the
spirit
of
my
people
wounded
grieving

will
you
say
hello
to
the
world
for
me
sadness
and
I
have
a
date

the
sun'll
rise
tomorrow
I'll
walk
this
road
again
the
sun'll
rise
tomorrow

she
didn't
ask
how
I
felt
she
knew
and
she
was
ready
with
her
smile

I
look
for
the
moon
each
morning
I
wake
every
night
before
I
rest

there
were
no
good
syllables
that
night
let
alone
seventeen
of
them

we
didn't
keep
all
the
promises
we
made
so
we
made
some
new
ones

I
love
saying
her
name
her
name
I
wish
I
had
a
cool
sounding
name

she
told
me
to
consider
the
moon
and
I've
been
considering
it

can
you
feel
something
without
touching
it
the
car
commercial
asked
me

I
wanna
live
I
wanna
die
I
wanna
do
all
the
things
in
between

where
do
we
go
when
we
die
she
asked
I
don't
know
I've
never
died
before

my
grandmother
the
plants
my
father
the
street
lamps
my
mother
the
fog

she
laughs
at
her
own
jokes
I
turn
what
she
says
to
me
into
poems

I
missed
my
grandmother's
I
told
him
love
your
jerks
I
thought
love
your
jerks