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I should have told him I loved him, just a little sooner. I know I planned every word, the night before. Pacing my room in my prettiest dress, streamers in my red hair. He has always made me lose my breath, by simply living.

We were driving along the California coastline. I could feel the wheels of your red convertible twirling below us. The familiar motion was soothing. Song like. I was in the driver’s seat.

It does not feel fair that someone like you must be in a world with people like these
A world with all the horrors of the news broadcasts 
and real
         life

This love is a gold rush

covered your skin

What must it be like to grow up

that beautiful. 

This love is a fever dream

in the quiet of the night

It kills me slow

I just want you more.