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. When we all know everyone’s life has been hard enough already it’s hard to watch the game we make of love, like everyone’s playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. Just to be clear I don’t want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered there’s gonna have to be a thousand separate heavens for all of my flying parts.

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.

What Gods do you believe in? I'll build you a temple of mirrors so you can see them.

Your ignorance keeps dismembering every piece of patience I have left.

We all have bullets beneath our skin we pray our lovers won't flinch at when they find.

If you’re handing out flashlights in the dark, start handing out stars.

I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.