365

i want to live in a perpetuating cycle of when you take my hand.

can you hold me again?

the air feels dense and i can’t quite breathe.

this heavy earth is going on a self cleanse.

i want to cover my ears and my eyes.

kiss me so i forget sadness exists.

you never say goodbye but you always leave.

i open my mouth but it doesn’t make a sound.

i never thought my words have power so i fear asking if you would want to stay.

you beat yourself up after we touched.

i let you go every time

there’s a hole on the floor now

and i would like to fall until i’m found.

every face in the crowd i look for you.

but you wander and already found something new.

please, exist with me one more time.

hundred cycles of the earth and i still walk to you.