The Way We Work

A gentle push
A careful shrug
You show me you care
In the form of a hug

Because words are hard for us
There's so much unsaid
But less hurt can come
From a kiss on the head

Actions speak louder
Than your hysterical shouts
No matter how many mess ups
That put your flame out

You still come full fire
And spring tears to my eyes
I mess up once more
But this time my fire dies

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