Between You and I

By Evan Wilson

Your highs are so low
And your lows are so high
And that is the difference
Between you and I.
I hear the thunder
And the light falling rain,
You up the volume
On your headphones again.
Three packs of sugar
In your everyday joe;
The sweet bitter flavors
That you’ll never know.
And your cheap assured words
Crawling into my ears
Of your fear to admit
That you’ve ever had fears.
That’s the best I can do
If you ever ask why
Or wonder at the difference
Between you and I.