At the end of the day,I feel as though
All I have to say
Is that closer is the way to birth
is a real truth we have innated in our
own reasoning where it’s isolated.
Frozen for the public but it runs free.
When we are in solitude,
we only trust ourselves.
We fear other humans will transpose
that little do we know, our intellect must follow asymptotic beliefs.
Following patterns of infinite possibilities.
The possibility of knowing you know
I’m willing to let go to find its way back.
You inspired me to do so.
Like a mini me version of you
Trying to figure out your flaws
So I can be your strength.
I only want you.
There’s nothing more to say
Even when you see meteoroids surpassing
the Kuiper belt I want you to know I won’t be Pluto,
I want to be your isotope.
Occupying that same place.
Stability you can always come home to.
Home will be here.
I yearn for your air.
The very thing that makes me free.
I fly in your arms.
I breathe as if it’s coming from my diaphragm.
Your so amazing.
I wish I can tell you these things to your face.
But I’m always being replaced,
so it’s me in the corner of that party people tend to ignore to follow through with.
Not thinking less of myself
But knowing fully aware I’m just different than most.
I have a genuine love.
It’ll never change, I want to know people
feel complete knowing someone understands
Even when no one elses