Today’s poem is also loosely related to the sailor. We have a long musical history together, which kind of reminds me of Brown Sugar. Now, he is more of a Love Jones guy, but he’s wrong about a lot of things and has some poor judgments, obviously. One day, possibly soon, since it’s been requested, I’ll explain more about my relationship with the sailor. Like the fact that he wasn’t always a sailor to me, and was just my childhood best friend with the same taste in music as me. Or, that kid that was also too weird for the professors to deal with. Or that kid that I fell in love with when I was 11, somehow. Maybe because I’ve always been really in tune with myself and my emotions, I knew very early on my feelings for him were something like I’d never experienced before, and still haven’t. As I’ve mentioned before, we have this touch-and-go relationship (all because of him, really), but nothing ever really changes in the gap time. Each time we see each other, it’s like no time has passed between us. That is both beautiful and haunting. With him, I sing more than I do with anyone else. We sing together for all occasions, to express ourselves. But with him, I sing like I’ve never sung before.

I only sing with you

I don’t mind singing aloud in public spaces because I know you love when I sing, and to us, singing is normal

I don’t mind singing aloud at the grocery store because you let me sing whenever my heart desires

I don’t mind singing aloud while walking on the street because you never laugh at my singing

I don’t mind singing aloud when I’m on the train and people are staring because with you I sing all the time 

while we’re arguing – I sing

while we’re driving – I sing

while we’re walking – I sing

while we’re the closest two people could possibly be – I sing 

I don’t mind singing aloud when I’m in public spaces because we sing together