The way i look at you

I look at you like the roaring fire that we sat together by whispering the tune of the prison we subject ourselves to because that was when i felt every bit of your rare smile projected onto my skin
I look at you like I look at the night sky that we looked up at that one night when you told me you might never come back because looking at you makes me feel a little bit nostalgic in the best way i can muster to interpret you
I look at you the way i look at the waves crashing on the rocks because you bring so much chaos to my fingers when i type out that response to a one word text at 11:57 on a monday night
I look at you like I'm looking at the wooden paneled lodge i survive on because i linger off of every syllable you don't say like i linger off of every moment i don't spend in that room with you on the moon
I look at you like I look at the view from the boat when arriving each morning because i dissect every word that slips from your tongue like I dissect every detail of that island etching it into my brain the way i scrawled every detail of you into my mind, your rough hands, your tanned back, your blue eyes, and the curve of your lips, your coffee order, your taped up converse, your sunglasses, just you
I look at you like you are where I want to be 24/7 because thats what you remind me of

otm.

Where are you on this fine evening?
Are your eyes kissing the cross above your head ?
Or lingering on the warm dirt that fills the treads of your duct taped Converse hightops?
Are you somewhere in the middle?
Getting a taste of the foreign perspective
Of the sunset on our shared horizon
Who are you on this fine night?
A person fighting the great river?
Or a person who will swim in the current
Maybe you’re running along side with me
How far away are you on this everlasting morning?
Are you galaxies away looking for me across the universe?
Are you just a car ride away? In your house, in your room, sitting 3 feet off the ground, listening to quiet indie just like always
Or are are you just in Colarado

otm.

I know you're up, it's 3am
and still you won't answer me.
otm.