You were the one that I wanted to feel the earth rotate with.
Catalog
Shinji Moon
Once, I believed in you like a poem, turned your heart into a metaphor for my heart, turned our mouths into honey and caramel lozenges. But metaphors come and metaphors go, and not even seasons have the courtesy to stay till dawn.
I hate seeing poetry in everything I touch. I hate that I can no longer love you without turning you into a metaphor - that it can never be simple as looking at you and saying yes, yes, yes.
You were the one that I wanted to feel the earth rotate with.
I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there’s nothing but light when I see you.
I'm writing you a letter that I'll burn over the stove just to watch the light between us flame and burn out again.
You will lie to everyone you love. They will love you anyways.
Do you know how it hurts to touch you knowing that in the morning I’ll still wake up alone?
You will fall in love with train rides, and sooner or later you will realize that nowhere seems like home anymore.
Sometimes, I fall more in love with an echo than the real thing.
I love like a leaky faucet or I love like a dam breaking. There is nothing in between.
You were the one that I wanted to feel the earth rotate with.
You are beautiful because you let yourself feel, and that is a brave thing indeed.
You are beautiful because you let yourself feel, and that is a brave thing indeed.
I fall more in love with an echo than the real thing.
And one day, you’ll wake up and realize that you are too big for your own skin. Molt. Don’t be afraid.
English language, my ass. When you kiss me, my syntax hits the wall across the room and shatters in shards of words that scatter across the floor.
I don’t want to know what your favorite color is but I do want to know what color you bleed when you’re with me.
You were the first word that I ever wanted to write.
I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you.