Maybe our letters will be published one day too, And we'll get a place in history together. You deserve a place in history, in my history. I want to remember this, forever.
Even if I did live in my head, You'd still be there. Whenever I'm scared, I remind myself that you wouldn't want me to be scared, so then I remember; I know that I'll be okay anywhere.
I wrote and thought, erased and tried. Because sometimes, being a poet hurts. But then I looked at you, and right away, I knew I'd found the exact right words.