i find you in the light that comes through my window in the mornings, painting yourself over my bare legs that stick out from underneath the sheets. i find you in the people that smile to me when they pass me on the street. i find you in that song i love to sing and the food i like to eat. i find you in the darkness of night when i can't sleep. i find you in the pictures i take, the radiance of landscapes and happy faces; you reflect yourself inside of them. i find you in myself; the way i speak, the way i laugh, the way i cry. i find you in everything that matters and everything that doesn't. people mourn and wait for signs of you. but i know you're always around. and it's not hard to tell. if only they'd look.
