I flash a smile and shake my head, "Not yet. Haven't had the chance. But...he flips through memories and can see a bit into the future. At least, he could when we were little. If he doesn't already know, I'll tell him the next time I see him."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I wonder if people felt the freedom in our culture to love louder, if they'd be quicker to say "I miss you" when the absence of someone is felt instead of just thinking it. — soundofmind