i. you and i eat the dawn together, kiss each other crazy, make the mornings moan our names.
ii. you and i dance around the “l” word, only are here for the night, stay up watching marathons of bad tv, pretend we’re not winding ourselves together.
iii. you and i find each other in dark cars and in movie theatres, hold each other through nightmares, kiss out the bad days and say to our mirrors; it’s just sex, it’s just sex, it’s just sex.
iv. there comes a morning when i look at you and realize i cannot live with us apart. that without you my world goes dark.
v. you and i try to jump over our hearts, fold ourselves as far from the other person as we can, avoid the topic, wrap our bodies in lipstick and sweat, say: well at least it’s not over yet.
vi. you and i are drunk on a sweet night and end up with our tongues spilling truths we meant to hold close to our chests; we say no it could never work but god if only i could be so fucking blessed
vii. you and i pretend like we never were one, spend the mornings undressed, walk away and pretend like we aren’t dying from this.