"your heart is as big as your fist right"
next to an evergreen and in between gaping words i remember the slope of your middle finger, and how it doesn't matter. when i said on wednesday nothing is real what i meant was you are real you are here you are my present and this is not a dream. everytime i look at your eyelashes and chocolate irises, time does not decelerate and moments do not suspend but. but. BUT my words are bigger than my heart how do i ever tell you this? i am here in three ways: blood (always) flesh (on weekends) and tears (inebriated) and you have seen all three but what does it mean - we cannot change the world alone, your heart is bigger than mine but mine overfills with affection there is no where else to go to except to you
(r: i need you, stay with me)
so i say this as a fact
(c: i will i will i will)
i'd love to love you for a heartbeat of a second just to know how it feels like; in a lub-dub:
there is infinite possibilities and fire alarms don't exist while we sleep and dream in sync, the only thing closer than close is theseunsungwordsfromusboth
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