before we leave, I rearrange everything. I climb into you...

before we leave, I rearrange everything. I climb into your jumper and stretch it with the weight of my body. I leave my hair on your clothes. I wear myself messy so you see me everywhere. I cry and cry and cry. An ocean of saltwater all against the soft beating hum of your chest. You close your hands around my face and wipe with your fingertips. I close my eyes and try to memorise how your hands feel. I cry and cry. I create a new body of water on yours. You say aren’t you happy. I say the happiest I’ve ever been.