Again

Somehow you knew to come to me when you were breaking,

And I recognized your fault lines

Because underneath everything, 
I am the same. 

You'll never see it because unlike you,

I cannot say it, except like this. 

I have the gift of words because I save them. 

They're right here.

I'll always be here when you are breaking--

It's ok. 

It could be years before you need

The only thing I have to give--

Again.

I'm also changing--

In a quiet way I like but can't explain.

I'm sure you'll miss it, and that's ok.

It could be years before you need

The only thing I have left to give to you--

Again.