i love being soft with you.
gravity is nothing compared
to how you ground me.
the earth shakes, the skies break
and yet
i’ll always know you and
you’ll always know me.
i think about the laughter,
and the next chapters
and usually
the thought, the changes
make me anxious
but you make it better
by existing, by staying.
mike, have i ever told you?
i love being soft with you.