I was often told I was too intense of a version of myself. I love too much, I laugh too much and I probably write words I wish I'd said too much. I was also told the solution was to water myself down in order to be palatable for other people. So when I met you I vowed I would love you gently so you wouldn't fly away. But then you said you didn't want me differently, you came to know I preferred myself earnest and not at bay. You showed me I needed no one's permission to be everything that I am at any given time. It's funny, you nudged me into loving myself and yet, you never thought you were worth the same. You were everything but you didn't see it that way. I wanted to show you such peace that you wouldn't have to worry about me being real in the morning. I could not give it to you though and I knew that. I had to be my own peace in order to never feel the need to disturb yours and vice versa. However I could not grasp the moment of inertia. It was at moments I uttered things like this, that you would say that you were grateful to whoever came before you, you were glad they didn't see it. I would wonder what you meant and then you would tell me, "I wouldn't get to have you if they had realized every minute is better with you in it."
But my love, now we may be out of time.- This is when I realized I did not want to be without you.
YOU ARE READING
All my stars
PoetryWhat we had was my world and then soon enough, just like Pluto, it was no more. 2020©️