• When I first met you, you asked me my name.
    when I saw you again, you asked me my name.

    when I told you I was lost, you mentally hugged me.
    You said,
    "if it weren't for this stupid computer..."
    when I went to the venue, you hugged me for real.
    and I was afraid at first to touch your back,
    because it was the first time I had ever had that kind of affection,
    and I didn't want it all to die just because my hands were cold.

    I broke the rules.
    I added you as a friend online,
    and I told you that my name was an alias,
    and I told you that I wanted you to come see me play music.

    And I told you that I was suffering because another was suffering,
    and you said it's okay, and that he wasn't true,
    and I hope with so much of my being
    that you said in your head
    "and I'll always be there for you."

    I had an epiphany.
    And afterwards, I wanted you so much that I burst,
    and I loved you so much that the makeup that was previously on my eyes
    was running down my face.

    And I cried so hard because I knew that if you saw me in this colorful mess of sadness and sheets and longing you would still look me in the eyes and call me beautiful.