The way you lace wonderful words together
to form stellar sentences
leaves me {{ breathless.}}
You say the most heavy words, like it's effortless
and I am moved.
They slip gracefully
off
your
tongue
to rest in my marrow,
decorating my brainwaves and
bringing light to all my darkest places.
They meet me in my nightmares
and
lace their fingers through mine
like it's where they were meant to be,
...like they'll never leave my side again,
...like a promise.
And you know I believe in you so much,
(so much.)
But
mybed'sstillemptyeverynight.
And even though your words meet my eyes
After bouncing off satalites,
I can only thank them for traveling - so far - to
tickle my finger tips and
ed.
rn
tu
make the corners of my mouth up
They're still only meteors burning up
before
i.m.p.a.c.t.
(and they could never hold me)
But, my fingers will whisper a reply,
Give it a second to bounce around in space
(It may get distracted by a few stars on the way),
You'll still light up upon reading,
"I love you."
(even.badly.)