i forgot how much i love the night

just bc i found

how much i

love the morning —

i love waking up

next to ethan, wow.

im sad hes not here now

but glad that he is growing

and doing his thing —

i’m so glad he’s doing

his thing.

i love his wacky thing.

oh, my GOD,

do i LOVe his freckled,

wacky self.

sorry if that scares you,

ethan. you asked me to

slow down and i’m sorry

that i have trouble

walking sometimes.

i have a lot of trouble

slowing down.

you bring me down,

though, babe.

HAH

NOT IN, LIKE,

A BAD WAY, THOUGH.

you ground me,

you fuckn virgo.

thank you.

im sorry i have trouble

going slow.

ive never

been

good

at

slow.

read at your own pace.

read at your own pace.

i’ll say it three times bc

we need to hear it:

read at your own pace.

/////

you absolutely cannot

enter a space without

being invited.

otherwise,

there will be strife.

there will be strife.

strive to avoid strife.

strive —

thats all we can do.

thats all we can do.

thats all we can do,

you and me.

me and you.

///////

oh yeah, shit —

i forgot what i was

writing hahahaha

jk i never forget

even though i forget

things all the time

blewuavalwnwkloooooblooao

okay.

rae — focus.

this poem isnt finished.

this poem isnt done.

/////

i learned to love the morning

but i can not —

i will not —

forget my love for the night.

////////

i dont gotta love one

more than the other!!!

im such a dumb bitch

hahahaha

im such a dumb bitch.

we’re all just dumb

fuckinnnnuh

dumb ass bitches, mane.

we all just is some bitches.

i forgot how much i love the night

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