Acoustics

You told me the world was good, even when I showed you I was bad.

And you words may have changed,

But your tone never did,

Because you forgave ,even when I forgot.

For it’s what you said then

That means everything to me now.

Because I learned over time

It’s one thing to hear, another to understand

And as long as I keep your words with me,

They will echo,

Even louder,

On the days I feel the most empty