Reversing the sentence order.
Goodbye. I am here.
I should be paying attention in class. Anyways, you are on my mind.
Somewhere. I am allowing this weight to carry me – carry you. This is not my attempt to take you further down with me; I am allowing the unexplored spaces a chance to be beautiful. You and I could find it and tell no one.
There is treasure at the bottom of the ocean. Could we find function on a verticle ship? Can we move together?
Your weight and my weight. Maybe our collision was meant to alter the universe. The potential energy beneath my toes is predicting destruction. My legs are not still.
The world would tilt like a sinking ship if I ran straight to you. We both keep some semblance of balance on the sides of the world where we walk on tip-toes.
I think often about adding your weight to my weight. You belong here. You are not here.
I can stand outside and feel all the spaces I am not filling. There is so much snow. Today is beautiful.
How are you?