(SEPTEMBER SECOND, TWENTY-TWENTY-FOUR)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
dear red,
dear orange,
dear yellow,
dear green blue indigo violet,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\/\/ as a girl, i\u2019m a defier of God.
\/\/ to love me is to denounce Her.
\/\/ and yet\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
only you could tell me this: do you know God? i\u2019ve always hated that question, spiritually speaking. you probably don\u2019t believe in Her either. but God, when you\u2019re nearby\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
i find reverence in your presence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\/\/ me. reverence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
only God could tell you this: i found Her right behind your eyes. i\u2019ve always hated blue eyes, romantically speaking. they\u2019re not as easy to gaze into without drowning. but God, when you stare back\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
i\u2019ll stay at the pulpit of your pupils.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\/\/ me. the pulpit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
only God could tell you this: i found Her beneath the cadence of your voice. i\u2019ve always hated voices, mentally speaking. they seem to multiply as they wash over me. but God, when you whisper\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
i lean towards you and picture your scripture.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\/\/ me. scripture.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
only God could tell you this: i found Her along the curve of your fingers. i\u2019ve always hated holding hands, physically speaking. is it a sign of ownership, somehow? but God, when your hands brush mine\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
i pray you\u2019ll hold mine today.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\/\/ me. pray.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
only God could tell you this:
i found Her in the way the air shifts around your smile,
in the way you quietly search for a seat,
in the way you tuck your hair behind your right ear,
in the way you pause before speaking,
in the way your eyes light up,
IN THE WAY YOU EXIST.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
i\u2019ve always hated seeing you, platonically speaking.
i hate the way you make my heart race,
and i hate the way you make my stomach churn,
and i hate the way you text me that you\u2019re home safe,
and i hate the way you compare our hands,
and i hate the way you listen to me talk,
and i hate the way you seem to KNOW me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
you\u2019re wholly holy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
i feel i should repent
for the extent
to which my intent
creates torment.
(i lament
my relent.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\/\/ you. holy.
\/\/ me. repent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
i need to throw up, emotionally speaking. i\u2019m so good at expanding these little moments into universes that i bask in. the world will never keep pace with my daydreams. no matter what you say, i\u2019ll break.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I PROMISE I CAN LEARN TO DE-ROMANTICIZE
I PROMISE I CAN TEAR DOWN THIS PEDESTAL
I PROMISE I CAN REALLOCATE THIS ROOM IN MY HEART<\/p>\n\n\n\n
BUT BEFORE I HEAR A \u201cNO\u201d
I\u2019LL PRESENT AS REVERENT
IN YOUR PUPIL PULPIT
WHILE I PICTURE YOUR SCRIPTURE
AND PRAY THAT TODAY\u2026
(i might hold your wholly holy hand.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
no worries if not!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
sincerely,
your normal, normal, normal friend<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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