Down to the bone
I'm sure your skeleton will look beautiful
when one day we die
and a thousand moments pass us by
for eternity.

It makes me sick to think of your flesh suffocating
your blood clotting in your body
But it will
and my heart will die along with you.

Despite my daily composure
those 18 years lingering between us,
You my senior
jesus christ its agonizing.

At just now 21
and you just now 40.
at five years deeply inlove.
at five years inseperable
ever single day
with the laughter we share
and the compliments passed back and forth
and the moment
oh this perfect moment
in which we float
no time
no age
just you and I
eye to eye
face to face
equals
and then my thoughts fade.
and I dont worry so much
I dont hurt
at the thought
of you dying
and then some one dies.
and im reminded.
That 18 years
you my senior
and the idea
drains me.