dear angel,

sometimes, words come so naturally, i dont even need to prompt, what is this? and in other cases, almost everyone else is as hard to talk to as you are.

sometimes, i wish i was a different kind of person, but now i am,

now i am,
her, most closely,

you, most vaguely,

myself, less likely,

and then again, i
just want to try now.

a fright of a starter, and yet
a universe apart,
you and i
just got
a universe

closer...