swaying to the thick summer breeze.
the sun, always at its peak
blazing on dry floridian ground.

hand in hand, intertwined by fate,
played by the gods of love.
a spark meant to last before the bells toll.

separated by foreign lands,
unfinished plans,
waiting for the last dance.

sweat trickle on tanned skins,
bodies wrapped within reach,
passion and lust fused.

this is the curse that binds us together.
to my lover from the distant land -
may hecate cross our roads again.

You never said what made you heart react
That one time
When you heart reacted to that video
The video on Instagram?
You didn't interact with anything I sent for
Maybe twenty videos, y'know
I know - I send too much
But finally I got one right
I wanna get it right again
With zero context pretty much
You'll get a lot of
Like just lots of
Tons of really
Martial arts reels - exhibitions
And jokes like that one
You know the one
You double tapped it
Pull it up
In your activity
Your likes
It's really funny
But not -
No I saw that too, but it's -
No, I think -
Maybe? Wait -
No, you should check your messages
Impatiently
Your messages, uh-huh

What could ever be,
What would ever be,
Whatever it may be,
It doesn't matter to me!

There is no debate
Fantasizing is hard to hate
But the more that I indulge,
my sanity further engulfs,
What's happiness?
now it's desperation manifest

You are all I want you to be,
Let the what ifs just be,
We have our present to forever be
whatever we ever want to be!

Remember when you heard my name for the first time?

You thought it was a play on words;

I said it was just a play,

and you laughed like you knew the difference.

Remember the glittering forever you saw in my eyes?

I told you it was a trick of the light.

You said it was just a trick, but
we could make it real by wanting it—so I started wanting it.

You asked about my favorite lie, and I said, “I don’t know.”

You laughed, either because you got it,

or because you didn’t—and that was just as funny.


You didn't lift the weight of my words,

how they sank like stones in my stomach, obscuring my glitter,

waiting to see if you'd notice when they lost their shimmer.

Remember why we didn’t drive to the coast?

You thought I was scared of the ocean,

but I knew it had swallowed too many endings already.

The waves couldn’t wash away your ambiguity;

they would only drown my swell no salt could soften.

Remember that postcard I never sent?

You shouldn’t, but I feel like you would.

I wrote it one night in a knot of longing and spite:

“Wish you were here, but it might be better that you’re not.”

How many Dear John's sit sealed, unsent,

lost in transit between what was promised and what was kept?

Between what was enchanted, and what’s now dead?

Remember the night I asked what you'd save in a fire?

You said, “Everything.”

Like you could shove hearts and histories into pockets

without splitting seams. You can’t escape unscathed,

lock the door, and not stink of the charred bits you abandoned.

Meaning things and speaking things are not the same,

and if I wasn’t choking on smoke, I might try to tell you:

some things are meant to burn—

Some things are both the light and the trick
and the play goes on regardless.

How did we get here?
Well, I don't know.
Was it the way you said you just "let go"?
Was it the way I couldn't fix the hole?

How did we get so torn apart?
Was it destined for us from the start?
Was it the universe pushing and pulling again?
Maybe all good things must come to an end.
Maybe monsters made messes of this, making a mockery of our first kiss.

You saw it coming,
I saw it too.
We saw it chasing, but didn't know what to do.

Can we still stop it?
I fear it's too late?
It beckons and gawks at us,
So it could be fate.

But- I don't want to let you go.
You don't want to see me cry.
I don't want to walk away,
And feel my whole heart die.

I'll burn you into my soul,
So please-
Please-
Please don't go.

Stop.
Remember.
It's far too late.
This old september love,
Has reached it's- expiration date.

Wait.
No, i can't take it.
Stop,
Cause i can't breathe.
I don't want to let you go,
But i know that our hearts must grieve.

The end.
I know.
But maybe Ill see you again,
In the timeless flow.
And after all is done and said,
Maybe we will have our clearer head.

Wait.
No, i can't take it.
Stop,
Cause i can't breathe.
I don't want to let you go,
But i know that our hearts must grieve.

I'll let you go now-
I-
I'll let you leave.