No Matter the Wreckage

by Sarah Kay

I will love you with too many commas, but never any asterisks.

I will wake you up early with my heavy heartbeat.

You will say, Can’t we just sleep in, and I will say, No, trust me. You don’t want to miss a thing.

My world was the size of a crayon box, and it took every color to draw her.

You are my favorite stick of dynamite. You are the opposite of a rubber band. There are so many things I would tell you if I thought that you would listen and so many more you would tell me if you believed I would understand.

Somewhere in between then and now I learned that every move you make echoes outwards from your body like ripples on the ocean from a skipping stone. It is what has taught me that Karma is as tangible as the taste of seawater.

What is it about immortality? With the right sword and shield, we think we can fend off anger, fear, and hatred. If our legs are strong enough, we think we can outrun age, loss, and death.

It does not matter how long we have been kept in cages. It does not matter how strong your gravity is. We were always meant to fly.

When I meet you, in that moment, I am no longer a part of your future. I start quickly becoming part of your past. But in that instant, I get to share a part of your present. And you get to share a part of mine. And that is the greatest present of all.

His absence is louder than a firework.

there is no heartbreak that chocolate can’t fix.

Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s swept away.

embarrassed, really. That you put in so much effort, and here I am wearing