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I remember falling in love with a young boy, with a boy with glittery eyes, square smiles, louder than the echoes of the waves. I remember falling in love with a young man 5 years ago. Now, as I look at you, you have grown, bulkier stature, rougher edges of hands, veins popping like an adult. I remember falling in love with a man growing with uncomfort and uneasy big wishes, and now I am looking at the same man with those dreams fulfilled and eyes reflecting every pride.
Lithi
I never knew who I was running from— you or the world I couldn't survive or the vulture I was becoming? We all are monsters I had said, how much was I willing to be for you? An animal?
Lithi
I prayed that you would find someone, brilliantly warm, like a cocoon of your own, a smell of your own, a tune of your own. I don’t know if you found your melody or not, but I guess the rhythm falls apart. I curate every one of your words, find meanings, the insides never needing to, but I do. Think and think about all those things, rethinking and rethinking.
Lithi
They are not crazy, they are not madness, they are not a whirlwind, not a tornado, nor a sunshadow.
Lithi
I’m not capable, I’m miserable. But any flower as light as tulips won’t graze you, not even sunflowers. I’m not even a flower. Choose her. I looked at you as if you were something to be eaten raw or snuggled close into a seashell, but women would look at you thinking how they would cook for you, or how they would embrace you.
Lithi
As if your heart is another entity apart from your body, standing afar observing what your body does. Like everything grazes you, but barely. Like everything you hear but muffled. Have you ever felt like that? As if you are in your right logical mind but still won’t your heart cooperate, not like your heart would deny.
Lithi
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They are not crazy, they are not madness, they are not a whirlwind, not a tornado, nor a sunshadow.
Lithi
I’m not capable, I’m miserable. But any flower as light as tulips won’t graze you, not even sunflowers. I’m not even a flower. Choose her. I looked at you as if you were something to be eaten raw or snuggled close into a seashell, but women would look at you thinking how they would cook for you, or how they would embrace you.
Lithi
How can a mere woman understand this? I sound like a crude and cruelest monster, but how can a bizarre woman get into your layers and not find the meaning of it? She can support you, gently smile, she wouldn’t want to tear you apart for being the sun, she wouldn’t want to sink teeth into your lips, she wouldn’t become a monster and call you the ribs of humans.
Lithi
You are a universal myth for the poets and yet just as human, lashes so long, turning the glow upside down but just as beautiful. Hardly have I ever given you this adjective. You are never beautiful. You are terrifying, pounding of a heart, you are a beating organ of a human, which they can call whatever you want. You are the ribs of a human.
Lithi
How could a fleshed sun be a goddamn breath, how can anyone be a sun. A searing volcano but just as the wavy oceans travel with tornadoes. What are you? I looked at you as I thought how can you be in all glory and I still twist and turn and shatter every second I breath.
Lithi
You were scattered with moles. You were loved and lusted thoroughly. Utterly not an inch was unraveled by your lover. Was your lover me? I chuckled, utter grief grips on my chest but still it feels light as if I'm in my body. When was it ever?
Lithi
I prayed that you would find someone, brilliantly warm, like a cocoon of your own, a smell of your own, a tune of your own. I don’t know if you found your melody or not, but I guess the rhythm falls apart. I curate every one of your words, find meanings, the insides never needing to, but I do. Think and think about all those things, rethinking and rethinking.
Lithi
I never knew who I was running from— you or the world I couldn't survive or the vulture I was becoming? We all are monsters I had said, how much was I willing to be for you? An animal?
Lithi
It doesn’t have a language of its own. So I ran, rain thrashing against my ankles and knuckles, as if trying to break off the spell of my haze. But my head was heady, still running on miles but not stopping at any station of thought. Does this happen to you?
Lithi
As if your heart is another entity apart from your body,
standing afar observing what your body does.
Like everything grazes you, but barely.
Like everything you hear but muffled.
Have you ever felt like that?
As if you are in your right logical mind but still won’t your heart cooperate,
Lithi