Sorry, But Thinking About Me Isnt Enough. Knowing Youre Not Breathing The Same Air As Me Should Bother

sorry, but thinking about me isnt enough. knowing youre not breathing the same air as me should bother you. knowing youre not sleeping beside me should bother you. youre okay with that? beyond me.

i love when i see you in ny dreams. it reminds me of the times i thought you loved me.

i was always the sun to her moon. but she was always the sun to my solar system.

we could never be together because our stars rubbed against each other; the abrasion creating lacerations in our hearts to contain the contaminantions thatd spill into our realizations. the moon controls the tides, the seas, the ocean breeze. and yet, you craved to summon the waves but… you always remained

unshore.

i love you as in “i want to affirm, appreciate, and add to the love you feel for yourself.”

“did you miss me?”

of course i didnt. you crossed my mind when i looked in the mirror and saw the features you fell in love with. you crossed my mind every time i went to the store and saw a snack youd love. you crossed my mind when before i went to bed and i thought about how your hands felt intertwined in mine.

how can i miss someone i carry around in my heart, everywhere i go?