— "i fell down to earth!
from 100 miles away."
and i still really
really love you.
even when we
were apart for
empty months
in the strawberry
summer of 2019.
i still really really loved you.
i still felt hurt when you did.
i still cried at the same time you did.
we just didn't know it.
one soul in two bodies
cannot simply leave
without knowing it isn't right.
because you and me
we're going to be fine.
when the last fire has
burnt the remainder
of the ground below us.
i'll tell everyone around me
and scream it from the rooftops
that i've never felt a closeness like this.
i've never felt it since you.
and i've seen you at your
worst. to me you are always
at your best. i promise.
your hands made from
nitroglycerin. yet you are
the most gentle person
i will ever meet.
i will have written you
100 letters. 100 poems.
i don't think it'll ever be enough.
even giving you the world
and the stars and sun
and the moon and her vices.
will still not be enough.
how to repay someone
like you? who listens to
me endlessly cry into nothing.
who stays by my side while the
world crashes outside of our window.
someone like you who
nobody understands like i do.
and i am forever grateful.
one day when we are
living on the moon.
or among the stars.
i hope we look back and laugh.
at the way we would smoke
in my bedroom and
sleep on the floor.
i hope we laugh at how mad
we would be at everything
other than eachother.
how none of it would matter.
because we're going to be
just fine, you and me.
