And he never asked
But I loved him like that
I loved him like if he asked me to drop
Everything and leave
Tomorrow
I’d go with him
I love him in ways he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know
He doesn’t ask
I loved him like
Please please don’t go
Don’t go without me
Please take me with you
I loved him like
I couldn’t picture any day of
Any week
without waking up next to him
But
He never asked
I loved him like that

Being suicidal is like a form of cancer
It is harder over time
To stay alive
My bones are weak
They crumble and crack
Because the sorrow
Eats away at my fragile structure
I can barely stand up during the day
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I am tired
Please let me die

Me and my love
We are lifetimes apart
And so we spend lifetimes alone
Until we find each other
Again
In one universe
In one moment

I miss walking in
the fire of your
Irrecoverable, inconceivable, consumable
Love

I don’t write this poetry
For you
Because it’s cute
I write this
Because I
I am filled with passion
Brimming
Teeming
And the amount of things I
Hold inside myself
Have poured over enough
To make an ocean
For you to swim in

Since I have left
I have been to Oregon
I have been to Colorado
I have been to Florida
And New York

Why did you keep me inside

And you
Like the dawn
Never last for long
But I wait up in the morning
To see orange glaze
Before you dissipate
Into day
Into night