Speak of me

I wish I could hear you speak of me when I’m not around.

Do you talk with glee,

With zeal you fail to hide,

In a way that makes future plans

Sound as definite as the current moment,

Or as if my name is a word you’ve been saying your entire life?

Because that’s how I speak of you.

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