Let me be the first to say

Let me be the first to say the things that really matter

That I promise

To love you so much I will never wear your skin as a coat

Even if I freeze to death

Even if it never gets that cold here anyway

When you pull down into yourself

All the dark things that live underneath your carpet

I will build a fire out of the cedar wood I planted as a child

Knowing then that one day it would make

Something beautiful

When you push away, saying you need space

I will give you a galaxy

And I will string together a rope made of constellations

So that when you are ready

You can find your way back to me

And when you say that my hands are old

It is because they have seen so much

They have been holding onto time since the thought of you entered the universe’s mind

I became a burning sphere of hydrogen and helium

Because I never want you to live in a world that’s cold.