how did we fall here,
to this exact place -
this exact idea,
spun into our heads, like yarn,
like your hair, a flapping mess in the wind,
little strands, eager to keep up.
how did this floor beneath our tousled bodies,
keep us together, like it was meant,
like it was supposed to
how did our hearts explode into little sparks
of suns and stars,
and tears?
how did they know to explode
like the ticking of a time bomb?
how did our hearts find love
i just want to know -
it's an empty morning, I have not found the will to move from this bed. My limbs are aching, everything is aching.