Romantic As A Result Of Excessive TV Consumption

Walking down the streets in the rain (or sf mist lol) listening to barely breathing

Am I dreaming

Because I thought you died in my arms

I can’t imagine life without you

The days stretch out, flat and colorless

Every corner I turn feels alien

Because even though I would go on with you inside of me forever

I know I could never embody your swagger the way you wear it

Even though I would change the way I walk and what goes at the end of my sentences

My attempts would just feel like a costume

Only your legs and voice, that particular timbre, truly held you upright

I love you, but only you can be you

So I want you right here with me, breathing

Punch buggy boo

And when the light of morning cuts through the darkness, I always find out it's just a dream, leaving me cold

Like the mist I feel walking up this breezy street

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I miss my love, and am afraid to death that I might lose him. Hope he’s enjoying life on the river and staying safe <3