I won't do justice to the musical that is you with these small keys, for this is just a keypad while I need a piano.
I need guitar strings to be able to caress your ear drum,
but all I have are heart strings that perk up at your mention.
I need drum snares so the world stands witness to them screaming my adoration,
but all I have is fingers dancing atop letters on screens.
This four chambered heart was tearing apart at the seams before you came and sewn it full and whole with your love, and I wish I could do the same.
YOU ARE READING
SAVVY SEVENTEEN, LAV•
RomanceTo you who has made this dark sky worth looking at, for it's adorned by your craters and darling I wouldn't want to straighten your curves or steady your indentations for anything in the world, because you're a river and rivers flow, and make adrift...
