Dear soul mate, I have never met you
but I have loved you since I was 18
I apologise in advance, sometimes I am paranoid-
And it will make me question everything, even your existence.
I know my pages are scattered
throughout my attempts to love another- please read me anyway.
On some days I will treat you like you are the reason for my messed up childhood.
When I let you go do not think I don’t love you- I am saving you.
Call me at 1 am even if you’re laying beside me
Let’s stargaze at 2 am- and if there are no stars, I’ll look at you.
Can you make me feel the warmth of the sun at 3 am?
If we can’t save each other, can we save others?
Challenge me, I crave growth.
Deepen my depth.
Will you look at me like I am your favourite art piece if the entire planet is a gallery?