Writing

You cared;

I tried to.

You did;

I thought I did.

I wanted so badly

to be a character in my books

and to feel longing

to feel needing

to feel love and to

be loved

Batman toasters gave me you.

They gave me a best friend

who laughed with me when no one else would

and ran away from the wasps during recess

(we always went near the fence/shade from trees)

Am I wrong 

for thinking certain things?

Am i wrong for thinking

that sometimes 

the ground beneath me is steady

even as it cracks?

Taught to stand tall, a fortress

May I just say, dear

You look marvelous next to me.

Dazzling, even, perhaps.

Morning glories hold my heart out to you

So

May I just say,

you are the star

dazzling in the bright abyss I provide.

A gentle flicker, a sudden flare.

It is a beautiful dance of heat and light,
the most quintessential expression of raw energy.

When is the question history can never tell us because it is always and never for someone. 

And everyone is rarely possible, but many

is a blessing only found when the puzzle is given attention to be solved carefully.