𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦
two weeks and a day, it seems to drag on and on
and every time we connect, i become liquid gold
metallic magma in my veins, daydreaming of seeing you again is the sweetest treat i never knew i needed
the most miniscule sparks shoot out from my fingertips when they land on the screen
i dare to yearn for you to feel the same
a simple please? i beg a little, tug a little harder on the universe's strings
let my supernova hit you through the blue light, illuminate emotions you thought were light years away
the little external forces that keep us from closing the miles between us?
those erroneous interruptions, unfortunate happenstances?
one of these afternoons, they'll ebb like the tide, and i'll flow to you
𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺
- A.H.
and i'm glad that it's something positive this time around 
