my life was clear lines

drawn perfectly straight.

it was colour-coded planners

and jars nicely arranged with neat labels.

it was predictable

and controlled.


but my love, you are colour outside of lines,

and i cant match you up with any code.

you are in jars i cant make labels for

or fit in with the others.

you are the opposite of everything i had known.


you are crash

and collide,

the definition of entropy.

you are the beautiful chaos

that brought me together.

and my love for you, it is endless.



his smile

his laugh

his love

his heart


were the things that tore me most apart…