IceGalaxy

some of us aren't okay
because people have hurt us.
some of us aren't okay
because we try to help everyone else.
some of us
are just simply not okay.

we think we're 
broken.
we think we're 
failures. 

i fell in love with you
on a friday. you
had just flown back from
florida the previous day and
came to see me play guitar
on a stage where
the colors are the brightest
and give us both migranes. 

sometimes it comes without warning.
other times
i can predict it, 
seeing the clouds
before the storm. 
but every single time
i dont like it. the way
my chest tightens
and i can't breathe, the way

maybe i'll forget you.
not today 
 

May we dance in dappled autumn light,
wearing silk clothes wrapped around our
tanned bodies, sun-streaked hair 
billowing behind us.

When this is over,
may we nurse our wounds and tend to the bruises