If you ever think of me-
(If there were such a thing)
My eyes would glow so sweetly.
I would stop circling the things I want,
then start grabbing the things I need.
You would be the first thing.
What would I be?
You would the last thing.
There are no words
For what you mean to me.

What does your mind say when no one is listening?
In mine, there are butterflies that escaped my belly.
They swarm inside me, and turn to bees.
When you're not with me
I can hear them buzzing.

I'm addicted to possibility.
The first time I met you-
I will try again tomorrow.
To not forget you.
I'm addicted to capability.
I will try again.
In the morning
After i've grieved you.

I don't want to feel the rain on my skin anymore.
I don't want to wait.
It feels like a thunderstorm.
Like the wind is laughing at me.
These things happen-
Naturally.

It's hopeless.
I tell you these things-
I just want to know.
That you won't let me go.

*This feeling I get when you're near
I'd give up gravity to feel