The Great Wide Yonder ✗

You have me thinking in poetry again.

“I am desperately trying to write the next chapter when I haven’t finished the current one. I’m skipping words, lines, entire pages. I’m not ready and it’s beginning to show.”

“I write you into my poetry to keep myself from dialing your old number. I fuck you on paper to keep myself from faking it with strangers. None of it makes you come back to me. And none of it erases you either.”

“There is a place in the heart that will never be filled, a space, and even during the best moments and the greatest times we will know it. We will know it more than ever. There is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that space”

I’ve always found peace within you.

“i want the edges of you that remain jagged, the shards no one else dares touch in fear of scarring their pretty fingers. i will hold each piece until i learn of where you have been and what you have survived.”

“you made me feel things that i did not know even existed. i traveled someplace new without taking one step out of this city.”

“You are going to live a good and long life filled with great and terrible moments that you cannot even imagine yet.”

“And I just want to wake up next to you, exhausted with the adventures from the night before still lingering on our skin.”