I got an email that the world is prob ending—
I wonder what you think about that?
everyone I’ve ever really loved
still yields empty search results in Google
Lovely, I just worry
(do you remember that about me?)
that I’m running out of ways
to be close to you
but then
there’s my newfound appreciation
for sun on my neck,
and the first warm day makes me cry
I thought saw you in the ocean
and let the ribbons in hair my dissolve
and the lockets on my neck
turn green
wiping sunscreen
off of my front camera,
the lens blurs
then focuses
do you remember?
I’m beautiful when I’m in love