you and me both
always the poet,
never the muse.
let’s change that
at least for one of us
'cause i just realized
for the first time,
i don’t hate someone
i want my mind
to touch yours,
to be the one for you
i never had.
how I grew wings
for you to
rest in the shadows
i want to burn
just so you burn brighter.
i want to see you grow
into something new
and still find me
in the roots.
the shape of me
curved slightly by your shadow,
my laugh rewritten in your tone,
your worries echoing in my chest
like a younger brother’s secret.
i want to be in your blood
before that poem was written,
behind the darkest nights,
beneath the brightest sparks.
everyone you love
i want to see you
love them even more.
feel everything.
see the dust in the sunbeams.
remember me
in that moment
right after the fireworks fade.
i want to teach you,
for you to teach me.
to heal you
like you heal me.
i wish you could see
how proud you make me
in ways i never knew i could be
Jun 14, 2025
Jun 14, 2025 at 11:31 AM UTC
you and me both
always the poet,
never the muse.
let’s change that
at least for one of us
'cause i just realized
for the first time,
i don’t hate someone
i want my mind
to touch yours,
to be the one for you
i never had.
how I grew wings
for you to
rest in the shadows
i want to burn
just so you burn brighter.
i want to see you grow
into something new
and still find me
in the roots.
the shape of me
curved slightly by your shadow,
my laugh rewritten in your tone,
your worries echoing in my chest
like a younger brother’s secret.
i want to be in your blood
before that poem was written,
behind the darkest nights,
beneath the brightest sparks.
everyone you love
i want to see you
love them even more.
feel everything.
see the dust in the sunbeams.
remember me
in that moment
right after the fireworks fade.
i want to teach you,
for you to teach me.
to heal you
like you heal me.
i wish you could see
how proud you make me
in ways i never knew i could be
Not everything intense is romantic. This one’s for a friend who became part of my soul.