ruefle:

Simple thoughts
and desires now: 

I want you 
to be happy.

My love is poor,
and our memories
are short and 
plagued - 

but I always 
end up wishing
you a good day.

And on lonely nights,
I wish you would
wish me the same.

ruefle:

(Less like a punishment
and more like a gift) 

(And don’t tell me 
it’s always both)

ruefle:

I dreamed 
that you came to me
with your long arms out
like roots of a tree. 
I dreamed
you made a home
out of me. 

And if 
not in this world,
not in the next,
not in all the 
love we could
muster in the 
time given to us,
we could 
keep each other
a bit longer - 

then return 
to me, kind 
stranger, and
hold me 
as you did 
that night, 
and I shall 
show you 
that night 
again, your
dream keeper,
your secret
lover - 
forevermore,
friend.

ruefle:

(i will always love you
and there is no taller letter
for beginnings or a dot 
to mark endings because
there is neither in this 
world of you and me 
and my feelings in between
my love is boundless and
past a set of parenthesis
my embrace does not 
end at this poem 
i will always love you
i will always love you