I don’t know that I believe in much,
but I know what I know,
and I know that I know.
I know that I want you,
I know that I want you–
–to be family like family.
long drives to someplace that means nothing
talking about all those things that mean everything
knowing that these people,
they mean more than–
I told the world before I told you
that I love you.
and you keep throwing that word around,
{insomniac}
probably true
but it doesn’t mean I like the taste of it.
I am considering following you to the end of all things.
I am wary,
cautious,
but I can see myself making what I can
in your vortex.
but that’s a long conversation,
and I’m only breathless,
hoping my family
loves you the way I do.
I don’t know that I believe in much,
and I know it’s cheesy,
but I do believe in you,
love,
I do.
