and when you play guitar
i listen to the strings buzz
the metal vibrates underneath your fingers
and when you crochet
i feel mesmerized and proud
and i would say i love you
but saying it out loud is hard
so i won't say it at all
and i won't stay very long
but you are life i needed all along
i think of you as my brother
although that sounds dumb
and words are futile devices
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