𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

maybe i enjoy small talk because i like hearing you speak about mundane details. how your day was and how your coffee this morning left a blister in your mouth. you feel it now as you speak. i like hearing about the classes you're taking and about your shitty professors. i like when you tell me about your salty noodles and how the tree branches were floating an odd way this morning. it helped you decide not to take the bus and walk to the gym instead.

i like how tired you get, so every day, i ask you if you napped well and sometimes, you say, "yeah! it was okay! you know i'm not the best sleeper." and i do know. i know how you hold your gaming controller and how you scrunch your nose. i know your current favourite drink is pepsi and how addicted you were to redbull at one point. i know the way you sound when you get tired and your frustrated voice when you're speaking to your family. i know so much and want to know more. simply said: it's so beautiful how you exist. how you walk and speak and eat and breathe. how you love and listen to my words and hold my feelings. how you stay with me on the phone. how you use unique, new words. how everything is yellow when you're around. nothing else could ever defeat this: my dream in motion, this love, this love, this love. you tell me about your sisters and talk about life back home. it was different than here. all the horses running wild. it was slower and sweet. simple and pure. i want to exist in the past with you, as much as i want your present and future. i want to trace over every home that's been yours and learn about it. tell me about the places thathave hurt you. the ones that have formed you. tell me about where you laughed too loud, the corridors that still echo with your voice. all the dreams you have let go of. all the worries that are so wide, you are afraid to say out loud. tell me more. i want to know everything.

i ask you more questions and watch the way your mouth forms around each word when you speak. the way you pronounce "madam" and "ma'am" and most importantly, how you say my name. around you, the earth reshapes in order to make space for you. i see the way the sun wants to glow around you. how the grass lay perfectly still in the patch you sit in. there is never a moment where i could miss you. what i mean is: you are the center of my vision now. you are living in the root of my heart. you take up all the space in my world, and when i look at you, i think: yes. it's true, i don't need much more than this!

i just need you to tell me about how the raindrops feel on your hand. how your alarm went off this morning, and you almost didn't get up. how you smiled at someone and they smiled back! tell me about how easy and simple it is to exist when the little beauty forms around the large, because i think i AM being eaten whole by the glory of you.

i think you might be the light that wakes me. i think this is it for me.

i ask you, if you're feeling happy today, and you smile. you smile. you wake up this whole world with that damn smile.

i'm sure that i don't need this with anyone else other than you. i'm sure i don't need anything else at all.