Your name plays like orchestral symphonies in my head.
Sweeping symbols crash as your smile crescendos in my memory.
Your long missed laughter sinking into my mind, recalling late night phone talks.
I can hear the piano keys mashing out sentences you've spelled out for me many a time.
You flow beautifully across my thoughts, only faltering within your own confidence.
You apologize for things that are purely my fault, and promise a non-wavering appreciation.
I want to rescue you from myself, but sometimes I'm not quite sure who myself even would be.
