Talk Text Via You

And when ever I reach down everything is OK. A jingle of my keys, pocket change. And there you are. I'd have a heart attack if I were to reach down and you weren't there. I don't know what I'd do. Back tracking every step. Doubling back every where I've been. Pacing my breath in attempt not to panic I know it's an unhealthy dependency but face it. You are a part of my everyday walkabout. Whether it's something that I need to know or randomly bored. You always put a smile on my face. Although some news I'd rather not know. You tell me in a way that I'll understand and I appreciate that. Searching for a smile pure and humble. A small print made large. Easier on the eyes. You teach me things that I'd never think to look for. Random searches that tie into the things I don't know that I need. Me sitting in front of you face to face. Our conversations spanning for hours at a time. I know at times you need to recharge your batteries and I try to let you be. But even when your sleep you don't mind waking up and keeping me company. Even if it's just a second