Venus in Retrograde

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"it's so easy with you"

i said again and again

we both did

a utopian bubble

"it's so easy with you"

until i noticed the tension in the kitchen

and the tobacco on your breath

after doing the laundry

i didn't know you were smoking

but it's okay

i think?

stuck in a small space, together

but i want to cook elaborate meals

i feel guilty

i love you

and i love living with you

and i wouldn't trade it for anything

crying while doing the dishes

on the first day of my period

no you were doing the dishes

"you're using too much water"

but everything tastes like soap

i want to use as much water as i need

i want a waterfall as a faucet

but i would probably say the same thing

i'm nit-picky

and you're a reflection

and i know i dislike that side of myself

what if scarcity is a made-up concept?

just part of the game?

what if we are infinitely supported

with all nine lives

and just brainwashing ourselves into limit and lack?

money, water, success, expensive aged cheddar

what if they are limitless resources

available when you believe they are?

is it the dishes or is it the pain of being so in love?

equally, mutually

that's brand new for me

i love you

you love all of me

i love commitment

i love the container it creates for ironing out our wrinkles

we're here, we're in it, together - safe

living with you -

i wouldn't trade it for anything

growing pains

only bring us closer

maybe we don't need to understand everything

and just hold space

"it's so easy with you"

and it's okay when it's not