you’ve always had these walls up.
but the person you wear on the outside,
at the bars and clubs,
that’s just the surface you. 

I know who you are. 
you never had to prove it to me.
I think you do what you do
to prove it to yourself.

but, my love, that just isn’t the way.
I’m so scared you’re going to lose yourself further.

you’re flying.
I know that you are.
I won’t be the one to keep you stuck on the ground.
but please, 

don’t fly too close to the sun.
I’ll be here when you want to come back down,
and when your wings melt off –

I’ll try to catch you before the ocean does.

“Do you love her?”

“Maybe, I mean, how would I know if I was?”

“I don’t know, how do you feel when she leaves the room?”

“Like there’s nothing I could possibly do except get up and follow her out”