with the strings of my heart,
The one that tugged at the thought
of fleeing.
Enveloping mine,
And leaving me with so much more
than the usual butterflies & smiles.

Those arms that protected me,
even from myself,
Had me believing in belonging
and happiness.
Gliding across the floor,
Knowing you’ll find me no matter how far
I go.

That strength with which you encompassed me,
Letting me be, simply me.
No pretenses.
Just us two watching even as people
threw rocks.

Those page-less tales you told,
The ones that traded even the darkest thoughts for one genuinely smaller.
Different stars.

We’ve always been so close but so far apart.