we were going to run away together, you and i; fold ourselves into a better book
remember that and remember me and remember how we convinced ourselves we could live onĀ
bread and water and poetry and the shape of the other personās breathing
the shape of your new lover fills your mouth now fills up the places that i thought you and i were going to share
iām glad youāre happy. iām glad youāre happy. iām going to write it enough times it finally makes sense to me.















