Would it be so bad?

listening to childish gambino makes me think of you
but lately
everything makes me think of you
and i dont know if it's just supply and demand
or if it's something
or if it's nothing
or if i'm alive
or if things subside as you lie
but what do you do when there's nothing you can do
segments gurgle up like shitty glass art
sold on the beach
sometimes
i feel like that art they'd only buy when they're on vacation

And i Feel like changing everything

A MOMENT. a breath. finally, 


it was theirs. 

Theirs and no one else's and that was the anniversary not of years 

but of unabashed, understated, underestimated, unspoken love.

are these lips even real?