All I have is you,
my work,
and the privilege of being young,
of having time to waste away.
All I have is you.

Don't forget to breathe
she said
Why, you're gonna stop me?
I said
My lips on yours
the End

You're allowed to fall
through all safety nets
for a while
but breaking
is not an option
dear friend

Somedays
I fall out of time
and have to force my way back
crawl to the surface
of this demanding reality

Finally
You are an answer
to a question long longing,
burning through
a hole in my  chest
my being.

A temporary answer perhaps
a substitute,
an overripe fruit picked from a tree
before falling, breaking, molding
bursting open
unconditionally?

But that hohle was my furnace
that fire my flame
without it
what even am I?
doing?
here?
with you?
without you?
leave me, hold me

Call me by your name.

Gods great plan.
He's testing us.
Stones laid in our way.
What doesn't **** you
makes you live
a little longer.

This is not a test.
It's a personal vendetta.
Said stones aren't laying around
they're aiming for my head.
And I can't keep avoiding them,
dodging 'em forever.

We tend to forget our past struggles
The details
of pains gone by
and obstacles overcome.
Until life reminds us again
to be thankful.
.
.
.
I am thankful today.