and when the time comes to choose the next path, let your mind wander to run thoughts all through. when i wanted to believe in the wrath i should’ve smoked my memories of you.

times of change change when everyone is proud of the work they needed to reach up for. but when stress takes on a new role aloud only the dust off my shoes could choose more.

if i had to exist in a world that you didn’t, that’s exactly what I would do; exist.

time would have no moments of pausing, of appreciating the moment. living would have no value because it’s you that makes me live.

like a poet, you’re an artist whose words have forever been imprinted in my mind. you’ve shown me a world full of beautiful beginnings and i cherish the hope that when the end comes, we get to see it together. i haven’t known you my whole life, but i hope to call you mine for the rest of it, for life without you would be a world absent of art.