I’m choosing you Your health your smile Your hand I’m going to take you places planes, bars with all the fresh vegetables you can eat, and kombucha on tap served by souls who just wanna make you smile the way I do I’m choosing you. If this life is the life you love with all your heart, I’ve done my job. and I’ve done it well if it’s not, fuck it, let’s keep going until it’s everything you dreamed of, and more.
I want to be here I want to be here till the sea dries up and the heavens brush your lips To be by your side to be in your mind and in between your sheets can we do this forever? can we never quit on each other?
She closes her eyes, the bed bugs have scuttled off into the woods, and the moths gathered around her neighbor’s bug shocking light. A breeze tickles her nose so she pulls the blankets up up up over her shoulders. She dreams of singing skeletons and dancing dead men who church chocolate with small men from a land no one has ever heard of. A star falls and grants her wishes as she sleeps a good sleep with warm blankets and dreams to keep her busy