Embody Me

Kiwi

I am going to pay for this
loving you as if you are part of my own heartbeat
when you are just another face
that has yet to leave your fingerprint on my soul.
I am going to pay for the late night conversations of chasms and mountains
with a ghost that haunts my pen
and speaks stories in my head.
I am going to pay for the words that I have not yet had the courage to say
because you are so
daunting
with your soft words
and eyes reminiscent of evergreens.
I am going to pay for telling myself romantic lies
to make up for another day spent millions of pages away from you.