and we won't just survive but we'll thrive till we're five and make peace with our hearts till we're feeling alive and my puppy- eyed lover will talk to the sky and we'll drift through the night till we're free
An invisible force that pulls objects toward each other. We were magnets and apples falling from trees. Two planets trapped in love's gravity kissing in a photo booth universe.
I let my shadow go today. I set my youngest free to be herself with her own shadow. She will call me less now but she'll be in love and I won't let it matter. God, I'll miss her.