I'll send you an emissary
Though this atmosphere
Is no trustworthy medium to carry it
I see my definition stretching
Ad infinitum
Like a hall of mirrors

When we were lovers,
The world was made up of little quantum kisses
Our bodies interacting
They were the atoms that made up reality

Now, that kiss is in secret
Marred
Withered and dried
Stomped to dust and swept eagerly off your dad's back porch
Where we used to smoke cigarettes

It hardly makes up a thing,
Flickering memories.

But if that memory flickers,
It existed.

I'll send you an emissary
And as these little pieces of my heart come off
You'll know.
You'll know that I loved you.

You'll know that I'll love you forever.