I want to be intertwined with you. mixed into your thoughts, your words, your actions: however subtle, but always significant.
I want to be every part of you I want to be choked up with your words swallowed down with your fears entangled with your musing,
I want to be the hand that so effortlessly grazes through your curls the pencil that composes every beautiful thought onto paper the lips that sing never more perfect words and melodies
I wouldn't mind being the tears that stream your face when you aren't sure of who you are the curses you pitch out in frustration when life has you overworked and the laugh that echoes throughout galaxies when you are truly happy
I would be any part of you, the good parts and the bad just to say that I was with you; just to feel like I meant something even if you weren't aware of it like the breaths you take that have become such a familiar process that you aren't aware of the air anymore, the vitality of it I want to be the air you breathe and the eyelashes that protect your dark, secret bearing irises. I want to be you and a part of you and with you, vital and unnoticed, for the rest of our lives.