you’re intoxicating; the way your eyes light
up as if they were littered with stars whenever
you laugh, you’re beautiful mind, your sublime
affection underscoring every word.
god you’re amazing.
whenever i think about us, fingers intwined,
i often wonder whether or not i am concious at this
very moment or whether or not this is imaginary,
if it’s all in my head and i’m just fabricating
this little calm corner to soothe my pained existence,
to cradle my forlorness. i thought solitude was the best
thing in the world before you; before you showed me
that thoughts were more beautiful when they’re being
shared and that existence meant so much more than being.
granted i can never share my being with you, granted
i will never amount to anything more than an other and the
infinitesmal distance between us will never lessen,
but somehow i am content.
– to my significant other, (r.m.)