sometimes
i can't tell where i end
and you begin.

all the forces
in the universe
can't stop you from
invading me.

the thunder
makes me hold you closer,

the satellites
make me wish you were here.

the scent of baked goods
infiltrating my kitchen
makes me crave you again.

and he thinks he can
take me away from you.
he thinks
it is possible.

i dare him
to try.

i beg you
to prove me wrong.