i remember once writing your name at the top of my paper instead of my own, as if completing forgetting who i was, a noun thrown at me everyday for me to answer seems hard to forget but looking at you my mind was empty and my pen wrote you as if it had my entire entirety.
i remember when i sat with you i began to feel like a different person, i longed to be a part of you so bad i could have entangled each one of my branches with your own and i still wouldn't have been c l o s e enough.
i wanted to share a heart, a pair of lungs, simply inhaling the same air as you was not enough. but then you moved away and now i'm breathing you nomore, the air feels so much thinner and it only fills me with despair.
(yo dude i wrote this ages ago about someone i used to like, may aswell post it.)
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetryhold my heart, not too tightly, not too lightly. please, for i long to feel the ghost of you there, in my small chest, i'll take you everywhere.
