Thank you.

And you were the one I grabbed
as the floor gave way in this room full of people.
And did you let go? You never let go.
You pulled me up.
And as the chaos simmered, as the smoke cleared,
I can see that everyone is still down.
They’re not moving.
Except for you.
You still have that smirk on your face.
And somehow I know exactly what you’re thinking.
“What’s with the over dramatics and the tears?”
Life’s for laughing.
And so I helped you up.
And we looked at the fallen and laughed.
Because with you I just laugh. And that’s okay.
It’s always okay.
When no one gave me a second glance you gave me a smile,
your ears,
your hands.