i want to see the world
the way you do, my dear
i want to see the stars
and wonder endlessly
and not yearn quite so much
to die

i want to cry when i look
at the texture of a brick
because it looks so real
and supports my weight

i want to look for beauty
and not feel despair
at every sign of goodness

i want to yearn and long
without this terrible guilt

i want to love and fear this life

and experience everything for the first time

again