i’m back there
to how i
used to be
to the best the best.
i fall in love a bit with
everyone i meet.
i’d like all the
mundanity; your
favourite hairbrush
and how long you shower
for and the way
you stand when you brush your teeth.
i’d love to know everything.
i’d love to adore
everyone exactly how they are.
there’s so much
subtlety and promise
in the curve of an honest smile.
i love everyone i meet.
i love so much it makes me cry.
in some lights you can’t see that
i have any nail polish on,
just like how
in some lights, the
scar tissue on my back
doesn’t exist. (metaphorical)
Angels survive the
most and love the
most and
will find you in every
version of every life.
in some universe, everything
worked out the way i wanted.
but in that universe, i
cry and mourn what i needed.
in this universe i
sit content with
the knowledge i am taken care of
and i
dare to love
i dare i dare i dare
i have the courage to love.
no shame. none.
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