AM

How the fuck do you forget to text your girlfriend back? Am I just forgettable? I am the wind to you, the shirt you discard, the lights you turn off. I am not me, I am just a line. I kept you on a line. I kept you on a line because I thought you were all I had. What did I even have? What did you ever give to me? But what did I ever even give to you? I gave, and continue to give, the satisfaction of knowing that you can have someone. Someone wanted, someone someone someone. All I am is someone.

PM

Tell me again there’s no spark between us, after telling me that we keep missing each other. Our time isn’t now, our stars haven’t aligned. Why can’t we make them? I am tired of waiting for a cosmic intervention, I’ll drag the stars down and hold them in my hands to prove to you a truth. A truth I felt with every breath that rose in your chest, with every line you traced along my ear, every sigh you let hang on my neck. I laid out there in the rain, in the cold, in the dark. Huddled together, eons pressed against us and it felt like nothing ever passed, a rock worn by the wind and sea. Like the sea, we come in waves. The ocean you love in the cold, but not when it’s freezing. The ocean I love when it freezes, when its cold, when its warm, when its boiling so I die swimming in bliss. I asked if you were scared of drowning. You said you try not to think about it. Is that how you think about all things that can kill you? Do you try not to think about me outside of our rock because I can kill, because i’ll make you drown?

as i polish the last line you reach out. are you thinking of me when i’m thinking of you?