Ceres

since I have met you
there have been a dozen
drafts
on my dashboard
letters i can't finish
thoughts i can't put into words
words i can't ever speak

Premature

Over the years I realized that I have a propensity for falling in love in dramatic ways -- swiftly, recklessly, in impossible circumstances -- this last one being no exception. I warned you against this, you know, but when I did, it was too late for me as well. My heart had climbed out of my ribcage, through bone, muscle, and skin, and it had sunken to the ground, through layers of concrete and dirt, into the earth's mantle and core, to sit comfortably next to you, where you are -- where I wish I were.

5 am thoughts

i can't remember the last time
a boy has looked at me like that --
you, grinning like a weirdo
me, wishing i were there with you
us, oceans apart
you, 5920 miles away
me, awake at 5 fucking am