when a poet falls in love with you you can never die they will notice the way you rub your palms and look down when someone is angry at you and the way you smirk as you pull away from a kiss
they will notice how you can't sleep without your body touching someone else's how you never crease any pages of books and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen with your record player on
they will find all of the words that they see you as and turn them into something beautiful
people say you die twice once when you stop breathing and when someone says your name for the last time
if you fall in love with a poet they will never stop mentioning your name you will be alive for eternity
You keep pulling at my heartstrings; Playing them like your favorite songs. Hang from them like you hang from trees and make an adventure out of hurting me.
like standing on a train station waving goodbye to a lover, we let go of time and watch each other fade into the past; memories fly by as I meet the lonely caboose, another lovely end.
write me into your solar system, tell me I look like the stars; the same ones you fall in love with every night. but instead, gaze at my heart and fall in love with me.
so as i listen to Andrea Gibson on repeat, i know that it is for you. i also know that you still think of me, like PTSD my car comes crashing into your thoughts and wrecks all your beliefs about her.