it's not this timeline
i just want you to know i love you more than anything
do you hold yourself accountable to the things that you say?
do you wish for the words you give away to come back
or to seep in, deep, take root, split open the heart they've grown in?
do you know what a favourite person is?
do you mean it or are you trying to keep me firmly planted?
the world started ending, really truly
and i still only wanted the one thing
to mean more than something useless
to be a better person than someone who wants to mean more than something useless
to hold your hand
to know what it'd be like to kiss you just west of the left cheek
a peach, a plum, a kneecap with teeth marks
a canceled concert in april, a canceled date in august
a new boyfriend, an unforgettable romance
today the stars told me
not to say anything
no, they said, not to say "i love you" unless i meant it
what else is there to say?
no one is over their respective it
not you, or me, or the current him
i wish it was just me, too
you don't even need to ask
i would have checked the attic for you
when will we have time to unpack all that?
clears out my drafts from the beginning of quarantine and hopes the subjects don't take it too personally three months later. yikes.