My words never come out write,

But u r an animal who understands

Because understanding is an instinct.

Its like we speak r own language.

When my words pore out, I speak won thing yet mean another, And u still never half two question me.

When they’re is silence around us,

R thoughts r still communicating.

U interpret me like an English teacher interprets writing.

I cannot always say what I want two say,

But u no what I wood, if I could.

U live in a little space in my head.

Never once half u doubted me of what I spoke.

R minds r won.

Distance cannot effect how clear the message is when u receive it; Its always as clear as the heir.

When we connect, it sounds like nothing but utter silence; Really r mines r click-click-clicking away!

U always no how two understand.

You are the only one who truly gets me.