you are my favourite person on planet earth. That will most likely never change.
However, distance is stretching us to pieces,
hanging on our common threads as they slowly break, snapping quietly
falling to splashdown in the rough Atlantic waters.
It breaks me to hear
of the pressure you feel, the need
the same lies i remember wrecking myself over
being poured into your mind
in hallways, locker rooms, classes,
– it’s probably a good thing I’m not there
otherwise these kids would be walking around with broken jaws –
don’t let that stuff set and dry
in the fresh cerebellum that feeds your heart.
Give it a few more months, and
the sun will shine on both of us
we’ll sleep and dance and sing
and I will take care of you again.