I always said the world was too small. Grain of sand on an infinite beach type **** So small that you could get a reasonable understanding of its history and diversity in just one human lifetime. It’s limiting, right? Like **** We’re just one planet in a constantly expanding universe that’s full of planets.
It feels big now, thanks to you.
Too big. I’m overwhelmed by the distance between you and I, I think about it and I get woozy, nauseous. Two little fish on opposite sides of a big pond. The biggest pond. The ocean. I wish I could shrink it down and make it small enough that you and I were next door neighbors or one town over or **** it lll settle with driving distance. But this? It’s too ******* much. You’re a world apart, so far that your sun rises and sets on a different schedule.
I worry if I see you again it won’t be enough. The distance have driven me mad, I’d long to be closer even when our skin was stuck together. I fantasize about curling up inside the confines of your ribcage and resting my head on your still beating heart. It’s not enough to be close to you, **** I want to be part of you.
The way you’re a part of me.
I never liked blue eyes until yours, you know. How odd that they’re the same color as the thing that separates us.
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 12:24 AM UTC
I always said the world was too small. Grain of sand on an infinite beach type **** So small that you could get a reasonable understanding of its history and diversity in just one human lifetime. It’s limiting, right? Like **** We’re just one planet in a constantly expanding universe that’s full of planets.
It feels big now, thanks to you.
Too big. I’m overwhelmed by the distance between you and I, I think about it and I get woozy, nauseous. Two little fish on opposite sides of a big pond. The biggest pond. The ocean. I wish I could shrink it down and make it small enough that you and I were next door neighbors or one town over or **** it lll settle with driving distance. But this? It’s too ******* much. You’re a world apart, so far that your sun rises and sets on a different schedule.
I worry if I see you again it won’t be enough. The distance have driven me mad, I’d long to be closer even when our skin was stuck together. I fantasize about curling up inside the confines of your ribcage and resting my head on your still beating heart. It’s not enough to be close to you, **** I want to be part of you.
The way you’re a part of me.
I never liked blue eyes until yours, you know. How odd that they’re the same color as the thing that separates us.
