a girl on a bench

i love you
in more ways than one
in the way we wake before the sun
in the way you kiss my tears when they run
you had shed my skin
and stayed when i have pulled it back up again.

i love you in more ways than one
in the way that we come undone
in the way you hold me
even when you’ve won
you have watched me burn
and buried my soot into soil
to one day watch me turn.

i just hope you know
i love you.