hody ho

"what was i thinking when I let go of you"- wilco Don't tell people about love. Don't tell them about the nights- you know the ones with the special kind of darkness Don't breath a word about that darkness, the kind that hasn't been felt before Speak not of the rage that comes as the small bird sings Ho do hody ho Don't "say" shit. Let them "feel" the love Let them feel everything Let them keep feeling the things that can not be described begining with your kindnesss