#lemoi

I want to kiss the stories locked inside your scars, and I will love every chapter the wounds tried to silence.

Words you've inspired as songs are desired in moments while looking at you. I've wrestled with demons inside of my head as melodies live and die on your lips and I'm singing your name.

You're the only thing I want to overdose on, the only grounding comfort thought that keeps sub zero temperatures from spawning new nightmares. You're beautiful, even when you feel like your sky is too dark for stars. We're only what we bring out of each other, but you touched me like you knew where all the pieces went.

Love me like you sought me

Time is a gunshot to the heart, a puzzle framed for cloudy skies that snooze on seasonal wishes. I hope your days are soft, your thoughts are kind to you, and your heart grows lighter with each new thing it holds. There will never be a day where I don’t want to hold every piece of you in my hands, feel you like a quiet morning rain, look at you like the brightest star. I get through my days a little easier just knowing that you exist.

tell me how your eyes contain infinities. tell me how all of these smiles are asking me to live endlessly inside their now, yet it’s as if my breath has nothing better to do than to whisper your name. some of my favourite poems are just things you’ve said to me. your heartbeat sounds like every daydream I’ve ever had. darling, when I think about you, I find new words for beautiful.

if absence makes the heart

how could you be empty and still carry the whole universe inside of you? you beat inside my ribcage like the soft throb of waves on the seashore, yet every day is a prayer to a summer of shadows we still sing under. everyone leaves an echo - darling, you’re the warmth my heart needed to survive. the more I love you, the more alive I feel. don't want you to become a chapter in my life, I want us to write this book together.