Monday

immortality

i have loved you for a thousand years.

it seems like such a long time,
so many moments spanning the ocean of us;
the tiny bits of you stuck in the back of my brain
nothing else can get you high these days,
i would kill even for the opportunity to hear you cry.
i can't stay away
your breath in the air is shaped like mine
and our cigarettes burn the same way,
it's just meant to be.
you're a tiny secret in my pocket on some days,
a secret idol in a shroud of inquisition,
and with that i can know my name
and not feel god judging me today.
such a long time to love someone,
a thousand years.

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