i realized early on that you're an echo,
and you too are filled with words,
with so many that the moon can't hold,
so it echoes back to me.

i noticed later on that you're more than an echo,
and you too have spilled out melodies,
with so many stories the night can't unfold,
so it echoes back to me.

i understand now you are not just an echo,
and you have heard it too;
so when reality is better than your dreams,
it echoes back to me.

and when i want the best for you
like you wished for me,
that's when we finally see

the words of an echo.

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11April2013