i love you to the ends
of my fingertips and
beyond
i love you to the bottom
of every trashcan
i love you to the top
of every skyscraper
i love you when it sounds
dumb
i love you when i can't
write it better
i love you when my mind
is gone
this is not a dissertation
this is a poem
it shot out of me
i didn't research this
it just is
like sunsets are pretty and
insects are everywhere and
death is inevitable and
life is great because of that
— b . s .
No, I have no idea why am I posting this. Anyways I'm going back to college tomorrow so bye.
