May 7
hey girl did you know that uhhhhhh when you come home to the library of our history i’ll watch you read the footnotes i’ve added since you were gone and i’ll stand there in the doorway drawing lines onto the woodwork to keep track of exactly how much we’ve grown i can tell the universe has been playing tricks on us i’ll try to hear it in the way your voice has changed its tone it’s been a lifetime of sleep since i took notes on how i’ve lived in dark rooms filled with skyscrapers you’ve lived in deserts of stone
