As I read you I fell in love with the holes between your words and I loved you most on the days you could not love yourself.

Silence is a cage. These words are my wings.

I didn't want to sing.I wanted to be music.

All I wanted was to plant poetry in broken places and watch flowers grow.

I write these words to touch you,My love, In places my hands can only dream of.

I write to forget the days that broke me into a million nights.

I write to create a sky where the moon can touch the sun and not get burned.

Everything that drowned me taught me how to swim.

And on the days I couldn't breathe, I learned to paint air.