i’m losing myself. can’t you tell?
i swear it almost rained. i swear it almost washed out the whole world. i swear i almost gave up.
from the moment i met you, i knew that you would change my life. to explain the love and the pain and the grief we’ve gone through would take years.
for once, my mind is quiet.
i saw all the stars tonight. dozens of miles away from harsh city light. i can only dream to be as beautiful as them.
you must’ve been mine for lifetimes. i must’ve taught you how to read, or ride a bike, or cook, or run. we must’ve met on the streets of ancient rome, or in passing jericho, or selling you a car in london, or teaching you to fight in sparta, or closing your tomb in egypt. i must’ve been your person every single lifetime.
though i am surrounded by hundreds of people each day, i feel so completely isolated from the outside world. someone bigger must’ve put me in a jar in failing effort to save me.
i feel safe and soft in your arms.
i crave physical touch like a drug. i crave skin to skin, soul to soul kind of touch. i crave interlocking pinkies because i need a little hit. i crave to hug people that do little things for me because it’s the only way i know how to say thank you.
no matter how high i jump, how fast i run, how many cities i pass through, how many dollars i spend; i will always end up staring right back at you.