I can see it now
The skin to skin contact
My knuckles gracefully tearing through thick layers of tension
Slicing a thin layer of fake smile above your lifted cheekbone.
Wouldn’t that feel great?

I don’t hate you though,
Do I?

How could I?

It’s because you hate me
And maybe I just can’t handle that.
*I don’t know how to.

I’d like if we could start off in a little apartment
Empty
Only our skin and bones
To breathe in the dust
A project to fix
A mattress in the corner
Four lamps, 2 sinks.

I'd do anything
To save you.
To stop all of the hate.

I'd do anything
To fix your heart.
To stop your pain.

I'd do anything
To show you.
To stop your mind from closing.

I'd do anything
For you.
To stop you from leaving.

I wish I had someone
To do anything for me.

I like when we squish together.
And your sleepy breaths crash
Like waves
Onto my cheek.
And your heavy hand
Rests perfectly into the curve of my hip.
And your chest rises and falls
Unpredictably and constantly.
And the whispers of your dreams
As I slip into my own,
Where I dream of a moment
Exactly like
This.