I've forgotten where exactly.
My fat ass: *looks at the nutrition label*
"If you adjust calories for inflation, I'm actually under eating."
Some may not give a shit (or two).
Others may take a shit.
Me, I often have a shit,
when people sometimes lose their shit.
I finally realized that sometimes the worst kisses were really the best kisses.
Like every time we tried to kiss and our teeth hit because we couldn't stop giggling and laughing.
Or when our lips were tight against our face, because we couldn't stop smiling at each other.
Those were the kisses we had.
Even after years of being together, those were our kisses.
Beautiful, memorable, awful kisses.
I use to like riding the metro around the city with with no predetermined destination.
This time, it's personal.
I am drawn in by the dark designs of her curvature.
How she dances in the shadows of negative space like some wild thing.
She is enchanting.
I am enchanted.
She set sail from the harbor on the last remaining ship, she had burnt all the rest.
I couldn't blame her. I understood why she did it,
as I stood on the shore with all my baggage in hand.
She said something about me being a good listener. I don't know, I wasn't paying attention.
City lights,
so unique.
sidewalks,
mostly the same.
I loved how the universe manifested itself as her. And for that brief moment in billions of years, I was there for it.