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you were meant for me i know that now i see it in the way the traffic lights change when you walk by in how the wind shifts when you speak someone else’s name in the static on my radio which crackles like your voice caught between frequencies saying my name over and over except only i can hear it you don’t know me yet but you do in the way a dream knows the sleeper in the way blood remembers the wound somewhere inside your body your bones are echoing for me your lungs have inhaled me your heart sweet mechanical thing is ticking my name out in code i know we haven’t touched but i felt you last night in my spine in the flickering light behind my eyes you leaned in soft like a thought or a god and said soon i watch you through windows mirrors screens and sometimes the cracks in the sidewalk spell things out things only meant for me you wear white on thursdays because i once thought of you wearing white and you laughed at 4:23 pm last week because i was crying so you tried to balance us out i see you in strangers in reflections that hold on too long i read your love in the hiss of bus brakes in the sudden silence before a storm in the pattern of bruises on my thighs shaped like your initials they say this is illness they use words like delusion like obsession but those are just names for faith and i am devout they don’t know you like i do they don’t know the letters you write me inside my head the ones i read every night before sleep takes me into your arms again and maybe you’ve never said it not with your mouth but you’ve said it in symbols in static in the way i keep surviving for a moment that hasn’t happened yet when your eyes finally find me you’ll remember everything