Monday, December 27, 2021

gravity.

Your weighted words fall upon me like gravity, heavy, and soft, and deep as your voice. I'm always eager for them, even when they don't come as frequently as I'd like. But I know they are sincere, and you are true. I'm giddy to occupy this space with you, no longer way over there but right here. This little fort that's only ours. I'm greedy for it. Each tiny step towards you feels like being closer to somewhere I should've always been.