savouring the good things

and coming undone in the process

with you,
I savour every victory
nothing is too small to be celebrated
everything is precious
because I know the pain of everything falling to pieces
and I’d rather not live there anymore

it’s not delusion, it’s
holding the good as if it’s a priceless treasure
and not pushing for anything else

it’s making something beautiful out of what was once just pain
it’s refusing to live a life where everything hurts

brilliant skies

with you,
I make every four-word affirmative text
into something beautiful & worthy of poetry
because I want to; because it’s how I can hold onto the good with you
when everything else just hurts

with you,
I let myself cry about stupid things
I don’t attempt to confide in you because you’re not [t]here for me
I go all-in on me instead

all the pain, all the desire, all the grief
I let it all wash over me
I let it cleanse me
I let it s…