Do you ever wonder

who you'd be in another life?

Did you wake up today,

with him by your side?

Did he absentmindedly

take your hand, link your fingers

through his, kiss the back

of your palm, all before

fluttering his eyes open?

Today if you're sad, will he

drive you to the bookstore,

following you around while

holding all the little worlds,

picking out a few he'd know

you'd love, slipping them in the pile

while you're in another aisle,

just so you could find

a new surprise later?

To another me,

if you're out there:

Are you happy, making sure

to take each and every moment

for granted, because you know

your mood could crumble

in a heartbeat?

Do you make sure to splash

in the puddles, love the feeling

of rain soaking into your boots,

clothes sticky and drenched?

Does it make you feel alive?

I hope you chase the sunshine,

texting your friends at two

in the morning, driving to

their house in a van, half-dressed

and without a single thought,

I hope your road trip is miraculous.

I don't need to wonder

about who I'd be in another life.

I am confident.

I am a trail-blazer.

I am a leader.

I am powerful.

I am strong.

My wardrobe is filled with perfect suits,

dainty and gorgeous, badass and black.

I wear white because I look like an angel.

I wear yellow because I stand out.

I wear blue because I am careful.

I wear red because I strike fear.

I could ruin you with a single glance.

I could love you harder

than you've ever been loved.

I will never be a second thought.

I am an avalanche.

If I want, I'll become your world.

I am me.