I envy your cups,
Because they get to taste your lips each morning.
I envy your shirts,
Because they get to cling to you throughout the day.
I envy any one that lays eyes on you,
Because for that moment they are looking directly at my happiness.
I envy your bed sheets,
Because they comfort you when i cant.
I envy anything that has the pleasure of being apart of your everyday life,
And Im so grateful that i am one of these things.
i’m in love with people’s hands and the way they clench their fists and the way their fingertips lightly press down onto piano keys or thighs. calloused fingers or dainty fingers. hands writing poems or memos or parking tickets. hands writing futures. to me, every crease on the palm is a love line.