it's not this timeline i just want you to know i love you more than anything
do you hold yourself accountable to the things that you say? do you wish for the words you give away to come back or to seep in, deep, take root, split open the heart they've grown in? do you know what a favourite person is? do you mean it or are you trying to keep me firmly planted?
the world started ending, really truly and i still only wanted the one thing to mean more than something useless to be a better person than someone who wants to mean more than something useless to hold your hand to know what it'd be like to kiss you just west of the left cheek
a peach, a plum, a kneecap with teeth marks a canceled concert in april, a canceled date in august a new boyfriend, an unforgettable romance
today the stars told me not to say anything no, they said, not to say "i love you" unless i meant it what else is there to say?
no one is over their respective it not you, or me, or the current him
i wish it was just me, too you don't even need to ask i would have checked the attic for you when will we have time to unpack all that?
clears out my drafts from the beginning of quarantine and hopes the subjects don't take it too personally three months later. yikes.