I hope you are there, and you answer...
because what we've had isn't something that always happens...
truthfully, it is rare.

This amount of comfort and ease, the feeling we've both had inside ourselves --- so quickly. Baby! It is beyond rare!

Perhaps my kisses weren't up to par, maybe in my voice the tone of these texts wasn't there...but I take time, please, take time...because this is rare.

Doubting myself is my specialty, but I mean it, you can make me change the world, and I promise that about every little thing that is you, I will care. Please, believe me --- understand --- we are rare.

You seem to have thrown everything away, and something I know or cannot seem is enough to not even try...I suppose you esteem me no longer...and perhaps it's more ugly than beautiful a thing that makes me rare.

I'll wait, though I'll pretend not to.

I swear.