we can sit up all night in some hotel room, curled beneath each other, listening to the sound of heartbeats and old cassette tapes. you are the kind of girl i want to make mixtapes for. when i see your smile, i collapse. you give me the faintest idea of what a heart attack might feel like and, god ******, i enjoy it. i remember you telling me that you haven’t felt purposeful or useful or strong enough to be either and i looked in your eyes and saw the only person who’d ever been strong enough to admit that their only purpose was to be purposeless. and if life is only lived to find promise, then what the **** is death for?
i’ve seen god on lonely street corners where homeless men stare at buses wishing they had enough change in their cups to change things. i’ve seen happiness in the eyes of single motherscarrying three jobs and a failed marriage in the shopping bags they drag up the stairs. i’ve seen one bedroom apartments with more space to call home than you could ever find in that mansion on the hillside.
and i’ve seen you look so helpless that the only help i could offer was to let you climb out of it yourself. i have trouble letting you be. i have trouble finding myself. i have trouble being anywhere but in your arms. there are disciples in your chest preaching off-balanced wisdom and there are people written across your skin all of them whispering, "you made me feel welcomed. you made me feel something.” and if you only understood how lonely the bus rides get or how hard it is to walk home in the dark carrying nothing but your heartbreak, then you would know what it meant when i told you that you are the only thing to ever make any of it worth it. i will write your name in my poetry until it no longer has a meaning. i will kiss you until my lips no longer make your knees weak.
i was homeless until i met you. you handed me enough change to change things. i hope you don’t find better things to do with your day than to pass by my corner and smile.
your are purposeful and you are useful and you never had to be either.