all this mess inside my head…

drip myself in wild creativity, and burn and breathe at once

he said,
what do you want?
i said… you.
he said,
no. i want to know what
you want… for you.

i want…
to search. and stretch.
and grow. and glow.
and drip myself in
wild creativity,
and burn and breathe at once
in this skin. in these lungs.
wings untethered,
under the moon,
into the sky,
and to dream big and bigger
and biggest,
and to feel free in here…
inside my anxious chest.
to just. feel. free.
and to have the universe
say… yes, you are worthy of all this.

and yes… you.
…the way you give me butterflies
and adrenaline highs,
and who you are, and how you are,
and how you think and speak and
feel and exist and move,
and there's this feeling when you
look at me…
i think this is maybe love…
how you actually give a damn about
all this mess inside my head.

– butterflies rising