I want to hide in the in-between spaces of your thoughts

And to fill the gasps that escape from your lungs.

I want to throw myself into the depths on your soul

And to cling onto the words that pour from your lips into the undeserving world.

I want to covet your voice, your laughter, your mumbles

that slip out when you’re sleeping

and your harsh words.

I want to drive your emotions into complete chaos with order

And seep into the print that writes out your life—to seep into every letter

And come out in every word.

I want to complete you.