all I see is

quiet. Now. You space

between me

Don’t you find a way to/ be me

I am worrying down this frayed paper with my hopes

Grasping the screen I fold it into my pocket and imagine it a star chart

Let me chart my course to you

I have worked out all the maths

When we were him

…and so your shadow is spilling on the bed and your eyelids are an entire song

I know your hairline. I find it in the dead of night and mask it with a quick

pen and pencil drawing. Dare me. I will.

I’ve never painted your portrait so suddenly before. Do you even see yourself?

Because all I see is me. Me. Me.

Author: K L

Just having a human experience like everyone else.

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