poem for ~

people leave me things.

they are Angels

that find me and

open my hands and leave things there.

like angel key rings

or drawings

or pillowcases

or the way i do my mascara

or that one hand movement

or my smile

or that joke i always

tell.

everything i am is

everyone i’ve ever loved,

everyone i love now

and everyone i will ever love.

i’ll find all of me everywhere.

i’ll meet people meant for me

and our little coincidences

and overlaps

and synonymness

will show me

what i’ve always been

love i am

the love.

‘in another universe

everything worked out the way

i wanted’

but i don’t mourn it

i don’t miss it

i am

not a libinal machine

i am not that

i don’t need what i

want i

need what i need.

thank you universe

thank you.

i have been placed

in the best

version of events

there is nothing i would change

nothing i would change.

everyone and

everything i love

are the building

blocks of me.

i am

i am i am i am

my love.

i am my love.