You Didn't Mind

You couldn’t have said it better
’cause I understood it all.
Your inflection and inclination
stumbled over the mess of me.

You wanted to see me inside-out.
You didn’t mind to see or hear
what I had on my mind -
as long as I didn’t censor myself.

You seem to think I have something
worth staying awake for
despite my first draft voice.

You joke that I’m sensitive
and I guess now I see the fun in it.

You say I’m grossly insensitive
in my choice of humour,
but you’ll hear me.

You know what I need and
what it is I should leave behind.

Other waves will break, but I will
remain touched by yours.