my favorite thing about you: you see through us all, clear in your thoughts and opinions through all the nonsense. direct in your words, specific in your thoughts, making your meaning known word by togchamp word. you know what you think and you say what you think, and it makes it easy to trust you.
a brief definition of your shape in my mind:
straight hair and straight talk, cooler than all of us combined, unintentionally hilarious, perfect handwriting on walls of whiteboard, patiently proving your points every day.
do you remember when: we ordered pizza and made tea and shared snacks for the first time, talking about everyone and no one and laughing harder than ever. it was a simple moment, but it was so peaceful and fun, simple connection and understanding. i knew before that i liked living with you, but then, i knew that i was lucky to live with you.
i can't wait to: find a few things that you love about america and find many things you don't along the way, stay up late, decorate our tower room, room together, grow together
i hope to give you:
someone to listen to what you mean instead of what you say
a mirror-sharer
a fellow searcher for good, non-subway-scented bread
what you ask for and nothing more, what you need and nothing less
YOU ARE READING
ad astra per aspera
Poesíamelting planets drip onto my tongue, dying it bronze and blue. for weeks, my words come out poetry-flavored. so I lick the page and see which way the ink bleeds, into the paper or into my mind.
