we were connected somehow, the electric pull undeniable. i imagined we could make something beautiful out of the chaos we were molding, me, dreading, and you, unknowingly.

but you see, you and i don't belong in the same universe, in the same world, in the same room, in the same word. i was destined for doom and you,

a spectacle of worthwhile beholding,

held me in your arms until i could almost see light behind the black hole i made for myself.