( im sitting here watching this medicine drip drip drop the clock is making a ticking noise and im trying to focus my attention on it this stuff makes me loopy i swear and none of my thoughts are making much sense at the moment which is making me sound extra artsy and poetic)
watch; this false ownership we say our universe and our planet because we see something gorgeous in it all and as humans we instinctively want to have ownership over things; it's the same kind of scenario as when a young child wants the cutest kitten or the prettiest flower or in the way that i call you mine i ask myself all the time did i find you? are you mine? ~ the sun is at my back and the sky matches his eyes we're almost touching our mouths hover close god this thing that we are creating it is infinitely beautiful
when im getting these treatments called actual hell i close my eyes i let visions of him play in my mind every time i hear his voice a kind of silence washes over me and for the first time in my life i know who im destined to be and who im meant to be with and no other thing has ever felt like belonging to him does this is how i was made and here i am almost home just not quite none of this can be undone and i will never be the same because of him
l o g a n these letters? they might be my favorite (they are) this boy is so marvelous when he spoke to me for the first time i swear i think the sun stopped to kiss the night the sun burned holes into the sky it spoke to the earth and sang to the universe rays and waves and secret forms of communication cracks formed in the earth and it opened up to show all of the things that had been lying dormant inside waiting for us new things began to bloom there were flowers born shooting up out of the mud overwhelming light bursting out of them the flowers tore themselves wide open to show us what was hidden inside his eyes flashed fire and his eyes flashed nebulas**