magnet

going to the fridge to grab some juice, I notice this time I didn't bring a magnet back. everywhere I went, I brought at least one back to stick on the fridge to remind me of something.
not this time. this time I came back and I'm feeling drawn back to the place where I at first felt confused and then so comfortable as if I belonged. maybe this time I don't need a reminder.

so handsome, so talented, so patient, waiting out my nervous jitters and insecure bullshit, simply listening and then going over it all, holding me, not letting me fall asleep. I'm falling and this time I might as well be caught.
my magnet is the Prince Of Understatement.