Maybe In A Parallel Universe, There Is Us Lying Together At Night In The Middle Of Nowhere, Watching

Maybe in a parallel universe, there is us lying together at night in the middle of nowhere, watching those shooting stars, laughing at some ridiculous joke only the two of us get.

maybe there is us in the middle of the sea, on a ship, safe and sound, having met by the bow some years ago, and sworn to never leave until we sail another

maybe there is us fighting on a highway road, when everything turns to grey, and the world grants a healing charm to our wounds when we kiss

maybe there is us skating on the ice rink, holding dear into life as our laughters warm the cold huffs of breath we can barely let out, and our feet click a thousand times to slip and fall into place

maybe there is us now, thinking about the same thing in two different places, not even knowing if any of our versions finally made it

in a parallel universe, maybe you'd be my first

and still the stars are the only looker-on in every single one

-Row-

Artwork by Themal Lakruwan

One minute I held the key,

next the walls were closed on me

and I discovered that my castles stand

upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

we write down the things we wish to forget but deep inside want to always have it on our minds

it's like that coat with all buttons undone except one that's holding it together

memories come and go, just like people, but there's that one person that carved a new means of remembrance in your heart, and stole something you wish you knew but you don't

him, and him, and the sea

the sky, his lips, and trembling bones underneath

everything seemed inert while this love we never had the chance to effectuate just collapsed

but I still have it in there, the void you left.

one of the many memories I held together like buttons in that coat

I'm colorblind to the euphemism of this scene we're playing

fast-forward and it's us on that misty red rug tugged beneath the couch we built together

moving feet to feet and only the friction sounds of our toes are to remind us we're still breathing

safe and sound, smiling like it's the last day we'll ever see each other on earth

cause we once made a promise to collide in heaven

dances, dances, flashes

high-pitched, stifled screams

all the while you're there

drawing me closer than possible

lying behind the wall of my dreams that slowly faded into reality

-Row-

There's solace in solitude

For I am starting my Sufjan Stevens summer at last, letting vida recede beneath my sorrowful puddle of solitude

“I want to freeze time and tattoo your silhouette's curves on the back of my eyelids to always have to watch you in my dreams”

-Row-

artwork by: unknown