don't you want to breathe?

sometimes i wonder if you believe in magic,
and sometimes i wonder
what you will be like when i am not
supposed to be
supposed to be
looking.

they are they are they are

beautiful and they are wrong and they

never fit inside of

this

correctly.

they are, they.

i don't feel you in here, anymore. i want to know why you always leave me, and i want to know why i can only see you you you

at night. we are everything, in the dark.