tell me about love.

tell me about it.

tell me about the way you speak to your mother

and her mother

tell me about the things you're glad you did

and the things you wish you hadn't.

tell me about your future 

and mine.

tell me about the way you eat a sandwich

and whether or not you think you'll live to see 100.

take me to your favorite place

and tell me about it.

tell me why you cried that thursday night

and why you tried not to.

tell me coke or pepsi.

tell me how you hold the steering wheel

so i can do the same.

because somehow i think we'd be close to holding hands.

teach me how to drive a stick-shift

and laugh at me when i cant.

tell me about your dreams 

and ill tell you mine.

because the wick is burning low

and love is a shout into the void

and ill tell you how my hand feels empty without yours

and my heart feels full when yours opens.

ill tell you why you scare me.

ill ask you why you love me.

and you'll tell me about it.