i want to disappear into you like a feeling i wasn’t made to keep. something unheld, still learning how to breathe. i let go of everything i knew how to be, and all that was left were traces of you. i think i fell before falling even had a meaning. before i could hold onto anything, anything that wasn’t you. you speak, and something in me mends. like a fracture weeping under the mercy of being held softly. i don't want to be seen. not in the way the world insists. only by you. only in the way you see through me like i’m something sacred you’re afraid to break. if i vanish here, somewhere between your breath and mine, would you notice? or would i finally become what i was always meant to be? entirely yours. i don’t need saving. not anymore. not since you chose to stay. so let me fall for you, again, and again, and again. until there’s nothing left of me that remembers how to exist without you.
- my devotion comes without edges.
