I ripped out and crumpled up the pages of our unfinished story.

After letting them lay untouched in the dark corner of my closet for months,

I picked them up, dusted the bad memories off, and flattened the wrinkles as much as I could.

It’s time for me to pick up the pen again, and write a new tale with a happy ending

You and I together:
Honey drips from the melanin of our skin, our kisses are sweeter than most, we speak without using words.
You and I together:  
Fumbling our hands across the braille on the others skin, it was written in a language on we could understand.
You and I together:  
There is silent love between us. A soft melody of promises underlying the way we whisper each other's names.

I will rewrite my name into the hollow spaces in your heart
build myself a home in all your blank space
allow you to love me in the softest of ways.
Even if it's just for now, I want you and I together.