Writing

I lay beside you 

Your head next to mine

Only inches apart but some how you still feel so far

Like inches are oceans between us

subjugated to solitude eternal,

only perceiving and watching love,

maybe receiving it but never understanding it

never internalizing it

it bounces off. Doesn't stick,

unkept and unruly and unclean.

I don’t want
the hair tie on my wrist 
it’s just a reminder
of how easy I was to keep.

I don’t want the flowers.
They died
doing exactly what I did:
staying too long.

We didn’t break, 
we thinned out 
into quieter sentences. 

You can walk as far as the map will go. 
You can swim all oceans, seas, and lakes. 
You can drive every winding road, 
Bike each cracked and uneven sidewalk. 

last night my love I wished upon a star
tonight my dear it finally came true
they say all's faire in love and war
but glowing love like this I cannot rue
my love we're living in a fairytale
my wish upon a star is standing here