but i loved you
at your
darkest.
ocean, you rich monster
the tides
they find me
even in my sleep.
they never fail
to pull
on me
to wrench me
away
from everything.
can someone please tell me
because i don’t know what i am supposed to do with all of these butterflies.
if you see her, be sure to let her know
i am sorry that it has taken me so long.
i stood there on the sand, screaming until my voice left me
dearest, i am afraid it is going to be a long time before i speak with my heart again.
in the highly likely event that everything comes undone
please try to remember
how happy i was
that you happened to me.
a small request
when the time comes, please let go.
give me back to the sky.