register

love it when you let your hair down

not under a cap

straight, coloured

though your face spoke otherwise 

Breathe, I communicate with you non-verbally

you took awhile to recompose 

its alright - I am here

I knew my role, clear from the beginning 

The scent of shampoo filled my smell buds  

definitely yours, though I too washed my hair in the morn

I stood behind you as you were trying hard to think

amidst being late, and having a million things on your mind

you don't have to do it all alone

that was my intent

if I can express it all through actions

    that would be one of them that I did solid and effortlessly

I just loved seeing you as yourself 

when you sung, I froze - you did it openly

my senses, feeling so much yet I maintained in scientist work mode

just like how they felt so excited when a whale is sighted, yet work has to be covered

my senses, they were all registered as I shifted your ikea bag,

examined the quality of the masking tape

going through your thinking process of minimising tape adhesive sticking on the studio floor

figuring the right pressure to hold the tape is you pulled it

capturing the colour of the cap your wore out that day - gray it was 

the bags that you bring around in work mode

that smile you shared when I decided to give you letters

you just have that ability to make me fly free

I was there for you