that the heaviness of words depends on the size of the page,
but you are unable to slip through my fingers;
i can hug you and i can show you that you are alive.
the cheek i brush is not going to evaporate,
the hair i comb will not dissolve.
and yes, butterflies are a real feeling, not just something you make up in your mind.
friendly reminder that your heart will not liquify just like that,
and if you ever think about ceasing to breathe, remember your heart got you to where you are now, and it will get you to where you choose to go.
friendly reminder that everyone who terrifies you is 65 percent water,
but i can whisper in your ear and it will go somewhere.
for instance, YAHWEH is another word for God. when you say it, it sounds like some foreign bread.
but take out the vowels and you get YHWH,
and that is the sound of breathing.
i originally wrote this for ocean. i think it's fairly decent so i figured carpe diem.
-kiss kiss kiss, milkshakes-