envy the skies.
Apr 6, 2026 · 1 min read
my fan hums peacefully, blankets so warm
i wish your heartbeat were my white noise instead
an ache so familiar, hollow, deafening in the empty evenings
im jealous of the moon
she is always able to lay her gaze upon you
i must wait for the season to change
wind to whisper you my way
i'm jealous of the sun
she can embrace you during the day
i must be charmed by a screen
waiting for an utterance made in passing
you consume my silence
ease my emptiness
devour and disarm
and settle my clouds
yet i envy the skies
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