i don’t need
to ever touch
the moon

i just need to know
the moon resents the space
between us
like i do

it’s unfortunate
that my favorite way
to feel love
is pressure between my legs

it’s unfortunate
that’s the only way
you can’t give it to me

you feel guilty
about occupying a space
in my life
that makes me hurt

i wish you understood
that you’re the only thing
in my life
that reminds me
that my heart can still beat
through stitches

the way i love you
makes me doubt
that i ever loved them

i didn’t know
how to love you
when you first made
your name known—
my heart was missing pieces
from him

two years later
and i’ve carved your name
into pieces of me
that i didn’t even know existed

you like the way
my charm
traps everyone
in my palm

i like the way
you’re not
everyone

i ask you
if i can breathe in
your air

and normally that would feel
like your lips on mine

but we aren’t normal,
are we?

so we stand
just close enough
to feel each other
exhale