And I will continue, because my charm seems to be having an effect.

Don’t worry about me, I know how this works,
And I can repeat myself
All over your body.
Repeat what I say, and then you can feel how the words just roll off your tongue,
Then you can stop asking me why I say this, and
Nothing else.

I see you smile in the corner of my vision,
Where you sit, where the edges begin to blur,
Where there is no longer a clear definition between what hurts and what is love,
This is what comes with age, this is the wisdom we were promised.
These are the gray areas we were once immune to.

Don’t worry about these scars, they have been here for a long time,
Don’t worry about how easily I can recover.
Forget what he has told you, forget the over consumption of alcohol,
Forget the phone calls and all those late night conversations where neither of us ever wanted to sleep.
How we were has nothing to do with how I am.
This gift is not always something we want, but there is no reason to worry now.
Do you notice how frequently I make mistakes?
Do you notice how they have never been restricted to you or how we behaved?

You worry too much, and you worry too loudly.
I will take more care next time. I promise
I can recover, and if I do prove myself,
Do you think you could stop arguing with me?
Because you’re becoming stale and predictable.
And what is the point in taking me so seriously now?
Understand that the time to be alert is not now; your opinion on the situation is worthless, and no longer desirable.

Now that we are at our best, with youth and freedom,
With love and loss, we are now at our best.

I don’t lie, but that doesn’t mean I can’t change my mind.
You did and you do,
Constantly. Please be more specific next time
You devote yourself to anyone. Learn something from how we were.
How we could never make up our minds,
And how that was always the worst part, remember how it was

The only part we could never overcome.