What can I say that I haven’t told a hundred people before?
What can I say that you haven’t already heard?
Nothing. Except, it’s new because it’s you.
Drench me in your secrets
Drown with me in laughter
Over things that were too silly or old to react to before
And left you feeling lonely because no one else thought so
No more. There’s me.
Pull me into your stories
Wrap me in your nerves
Finish my anger with your wry, laughing commiseration
And turn like a plant to sun, in my affirmations of you
Always. This is you and me.
Be you, ever more so
And let there be me in the us
Say it, say it, please say it.
Once. Maybe many more.
It’s February, after all.
You and Me.