the adventure i watch from afar.

i dont know why you feel like

a long lost friend

yet you do.

and maybe you play a bad guy

in your head

yet not in the heart.

somehow i just dont understand you

yet i want to—i wish to

understand

as much as i can.

i love adventure

only when i aint in the middle of it.

i blame the glass-like soul of mine

which always breaks a little

even in the softest blow

of the wind.

so i assume that’s why

it feels nice to watch you

and every rebellious thing you do

from afar.

but the more that i see,

the more i know

that you’re just as fragile

as i am

only that you keep

dancing with the storms.

and that’s what makes you,

and the life you live,

even look more beautiful—

that i cant take my eyes off

both in wonder

and in worry.

december 25th, 2020.

p.s. this poetry was written in response to:

1) my own tweet (lol i kinda feel challenged.....)

2) someone who recently complimented me with words that made us both cringe but it was actualy nice to hear them.