All This Time

After all this time,
you can still understand
anything I think,
anything I do,
anything I feel.

You still know me
as well as you ever did,
how I think,
how I act,
how I feel.

You make me laugh,
like no one else ever could.
Well, I think.
Well, I do.
Well, I feel.

And I knew you
would be back, I know
how you think,
how you act, but
not how you feel.

You never could
tell me how you feel,
what you think
we should do,
how we feel.

But after all this time,
I don't know.
What do you think?

27/01/10