And If Only I Could,

My Lines All Curve. I Tend To Connect The Wrong Dots.

You Leave The Phone On Beside You As You Fall Asleep. I Sit In My Bed And Listen To Your Breathing, Until I Know You Are Safe, Until I Know You No Longer Need Me For The Night.

You Never Get Involved In The People's Lives? The Ones You're Inhabiting?" I Shake My Head. "you Try To Leave The Lives The Way You Found Them." "yeah." "but What About Justin? What Made That So Different?" "you," I Say.

The Key Is To Never Recognize These Imbalances. To Not Let The Dauntingness Daunt Us.

In The Next Election, I'm Voting For Your Mom To Be The Next God.