You listen here!
And yes, I’m talking to you!
What made you doubt yourself?
After all, I let you in.
I wanted you to know, there’s something amazing here in this existence,
there’s something absolutely superb that I haven’t yet understood.
But the fact that it exists, that I can feel it,
it exhilirates me!
Let’s experience it together,
I invite you to stay here, nearby!--
though you needn’t stand next to me if that bothers you.
And since we’re speaking so frankly, you, let me just say:
I have spent hours upon hours going in circles in my mind attempting to unravel the intent behind your actions.
A simple line,
a word here and there,
but I’ve come to understand that no ordinary human is so exact.
And you may not think you’re ordinary, and perhaps your not in comparison to your peers, to my peers, indeed, to the standard!
But angels don’t bring you messages,
you’re feet have not graced Paradise,
you’ven’t stood before a nation to demand submission or destruction!
Forgive my rambling;
You know how I love to do it.
Forgive how overdramatic I am;
You know I love that too.
Ordinary you are, and Ordinary am I.
Life is not spent before a monitor, advice I give to myself, not you.
I take you with me wherever I go,
not because of any sort of desperation,
not because you give good advice,
not because I love people,
not because I enjoy conversation,
not because—
I do it because sometimes I feel we are the same.
Because God has set us before each other,
a fact revealed alone in that we're here.
Because you amaze me, amuse me, warm me while you confound me,
and in that I find I've come to care enough to bestow "friend" upon your name.
Because I see how wonderful you are, and all alleigances aside,
simply want to let you know,
help you grow,
attempt to show,--
How can I explain?
A gem amidst coal, a rose among weeds
Never let go of people such as these
I do it because sometimes I feel we are the same, even though I know otherwise.
But please, despite it, do stay.
I invite you to stay here, nearby,
not necessarily with me,
but at least a hail away.
After all, you needn’t stand next to me if it bothers you--
but I hear a sunrise is that much more beautiful with company.
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Submission Name: Too Hot To Handle
