my favorite thing about you: you are so good at speaking, but you try so hard at listening. taking the time to think about each point, head swiveling as you take in different perspectives, big laughs and quiet acknowledgements. you love an audience not for adoration but for conversation, bringing people together with your words, and it makes you considerate.
a brief definition of your shape in my mind:
furrowed eyebrows and a piercing stare, dramatic pauses, dramatic gestures, getting deeper into a subject with each conversation with puns the whole way down the rabbit hole, calmly walking forward and onward every day
do you remember when: we talked in the hallway at one or another party, watching our friends and laughing about everything and nothing. it was one of many moments, where we saw the world in the same detailed overdefined overwordy but all too accurate way. you made the same jokes i would, wordplay humor composition of sentences, bouncing between points and puns. i knew that we'd always connect through words, but also through eyes that catch more than people think.
i can't wait to: keep nerding out about math and taylor swift, take you through seattle and be taken through eau claire, banter together, grow together
i hope to give you:
someone who gives you the specifics, whenever i can
a rerecordings listening partner
bright suits and bright eyes
what you ask for and nothing more, what you need and nothing less
YOU ARE READING
ad astra per aspera
Poetrymelting planets drip onto my tongue, dying it bronze and blue. for weeks, my words come out poetry-flavored. so I lick the page and see which way the ink bleeds, into the paper or into my mind.
