i thought you were beautiful.
the way you felt me, without the touch of a fingertip.
i felt you,
i felt home.
heartbreak will never be easy, but you made me feel again.
like he never did.
the way your eyes capture me is the most euphoric feeling.
you bring me back to summer camps and orange slushies, the ease of solidarity and structure.
you bring me back to factless fantasies,
love with loss.
a futile attempt of love.
