Love,
I lie here awake
with you in my head,
yet I can't help but wish
you were instead in my bed.
I've smoked but once this week.
I haven't wanted to, because
in reality it seems to me
your love is all
I'd like to
breathe.

After I pass I hope I can become a planet for thousands of beings to inhabit on, to fall in love on.
I hope after I am no longer I become a star for the lost beings on this planet to wish upon.
After I can no longer be, I long to become one of Saturn's rings, maybe even one of its many moons.
I also live in the hope that you embody Saturn so I can once again, revolve around you.
I am not wishing for death.
I do not wish something grant, although becoming a star seems rather extravagant and audaciously honorable.
These are selfless wishes.
I just want to be part of something much larger than I am.
Endlessly wishing I can at least once be in the presence of God in this lifespan.
I want to know what death feels like, I want to know what rebirth feels like, I want to be the moon, and you could be the earth.
*Shall We Begin Again?

At first
We started as Strangers
Then Acquaintances
Friends? Best Friends?
Finally ended up as Lovers
That is the stage we went.

Oh
Apparently that was not the end
Somehow we fought
And how we started,
I am sure we both lost it
I have to look back
Or look up to remember it.

But the eeriest thing was
When we parted
We didn't get pass through
Best Friend, Friend, Acquaintance,
We went straight as
Strangers, again.

it is midnight and
i am plagued by thoughts of you.
why won't you come home?