gravity ➳ muke

xiii

He told me about how

he skipped nearly all meals because

he wanted, to be pretty, and perfect,

things he already was to me.

"'Pretty boys are skinny boys,'"

is what he told me.

Hearing that, made my heart

shatter, like his words were a hammer

smashing my heart, that was

a delicate piece of china.

Luke was such a small boy,

his eating patterns having affected

him enough drastically.

I didn't know what to do,

or how to word a long speech

telling him of how beautiful

he was to me, so I went for something

that I hoped could suffice

for my lack of words.

I leaned in,

and kissed him.