The first time I fell in love with a girl, my sister gave me some advice:

"Tell her you love her without her asking.

When she doesn't believe you, tell her again.

If you believe in your own words,

you will never get sick of reassuring her."

So I told her.

Over and over and over and over

like sand dunes stretching endlessly across a desert.

I gave her my sweater in October so she does not have to wait

to be cold before finding warmth. I made

her a playlist, dedicated all my favourite songs to her,

thought of her every time Alex G started strumming.

She doesn't think she's enough.

So I tell her

over and over and over

like sand dunes.

I love you I love you I love you I love you, I love you

and nothing ever rains on that parade.

I promise I'm not tired.

She is easy to love.

And all I'll ever need from her

is for her to be alive.

Please stay please stay please stay please stay,

I love you I love you I love you I love you,

I need you. I do.

She's choking again.

The pain turns her inside out,

from the place where the scorpion pierced her abdomen

to her brain scorched in the heatwave.

She doesn't remember that I love her,

no matter how many times I remind her.

Over and over and over and over,

I'm never giving up on you.

It's not your fault it's not your fault it's not your fault

it's not your fault,

I promise you

this isn't a mirage.