always, ever, even
this is me reaching out to you. this is me, closing my eyes, breathing in, trying to sense a pull, trying to feel where you are. .. and if it matters, where i am. this is me wishing we could have met at the same time in our lives, twenty years prior, in a society that could have accepted you for who we were
this is me saying out loud that i have always, ever been in love with you. this is all of the sentences we never had to finish. .. this is the love you ever tried to hide. this is me saying too much
i brought out the best in you before you had ever even knew how best you could be. you brought out the best in us those nights we struggled through the midnight snow banks as we shook the heavens with what we were. when nobody was looking. .. you looked at me and the sky shook, crackled, and hissed
raymond, i have always left a trail for you. i have sought you out on many occasions. and even after all this irrelevant time, i think of you. the shattered pieces of whatever have long been put back together. there is no one who has ever been more important in all of my lives. if it matters, i have always been here for you. if it doesn't, it was all worth it for those nights