Poem 58 - Chicago

The way you talk

The things you’ve done

Make me wish I

Was the only one

Who could ever have made you laugh now

Could have made you

Made you want to cry

To have been there the day

You first whispered «I love you»

Yes, I love you

When you discovered

All those new things

And when you first

First met the world

When you felt beautiful

And you said hello

To everything you saw

If I could have been all

So I could have known you all those times

I love you

Yes, I love you

Yes, I do