halfway across this city is someone who thought about you this afternoon. somewhere across your state someone heard about you from an acquaintance and wondered about how you would be. someone right now is reading your words and falling in love with them unknowingly. halfway across this world is someone who sat next to you on a flight long ago and is going to be your friend two months later. we’re all connected.
isn’t that comforting?
we fell like glass heart timers. tick-tock. tick-tock. tick-tock.
vanishing every second in a fog of affection. a mirage of love, a sea of purity. we fell without learning to climb and maybe we felt it was enough.
and maybe it was.
we fell like paper cranes into rivers of desperation. drown me. drown me. drown me right this instant, i beg you.
but still still learnt to fly now, didn’t we? out, out and away on little fluttering heart wings.