disorder

i. teach me how to love what i hated the most. ii. i want you to calculate the curve of our bodies against each other. kiss me with exponential fervor. burn bright and find every error and glitch in my coding; devour me and leave a kiss on my skin for everything beautiful about the universe. iii. let our love be as recursive as your formulas and lines of code but feel new and on fire the way a new pattern is discovered among the stars. iv. show me in film clips and brief bursting moments how broken things can be just as beautiful. draw an imperfect golden ratio with your lips on my back and whisper to me how it’s found everywhere. v. make me fall in love with a part of the universe i never gave much thought to.

One day, you realize that there are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.

She’s got the whole dark forest living inside of her.