space

I feel like you and me
aren't you and me
because first, there's you
and then there is me
I feel like this place is standing room only
only occupied when you can stand me, and I can stand you
This is the "okay" room
but when things aren't okay
this room is solitary confinement
this is the room where you're reminded that you're alone
and that things are anything but okay
this is the room that screams at you
the room that tells you that you aren't suitable for a partner
that your partner isn't suited for you
I'm tired of taking space
I'm going to get in your space
and I want you to get in my face
because the truth is,
there is no me without you
and there is no you without me
and I love you.