Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.

A doctor once told me I feel too much. I said, so does god. that’s why you can see the grand canyon from the moon.

Do you think anger is a sincere emotion or the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?

Baby, I have no idea how this will end. Maybe the equator will fall like a hula hoop from the earth's hips and our mouths will freeze mid-kiss on our 80th anniversary or maybe tomorrow my absolute insanity combined with the absolute obstacle course of your communication skills will leave us like a love letter in a landfill. But whatever, however, whenever this ends I want you to know that right now, I love you forever.

I'm never gonna wait that extra twenty minutes to text you back and I'm never gonna play hard to get when I know your life has been hard enough already.

You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every single one begging 'Love me, love me, love me. Whoever I am. Whoever I become.'

Remind me that the most fertile lands were built by the fires of volcanoes.