poem

Break your heart on me
I’m not going to piece you back together
because with any luck
I’ll be broken on you

we’ll forget about everything
that happened before each other
I’ll seek the comfort of you hands
you’ll find the comfort in my skin

summer nights too hot to spend together
too long to be spent apart
we’ll get lost in all the spaces between the stars
winter days spent in a bedroom
tangled
in each other

we’ll talk too long about things that don’t matter
we’ll barely discuss the things that do

and I want you to break your heart on me.
I’m not going to piece you back together
because with any luck
I’ll be broken on you.

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I’d be lying if  I said I didn’t know what it means. I haven’t been able to write lately, but I felt badly about all the dust gathering on these imaginary shelves.