I smile when I think of you how could I let that go? you echo eternally, in disassembled bodies and alien oxygen suits and the ears of deaf women who will never even meet you
and when you laugh the world stops to listen just like when you collapse and every one of earthβs hearts cave in
I started telling stories about you before I even knew you were real
so when you tell me you love me, why does it still feel like a secret? like love is just man made matter gone before you can feel it.