Sarah Hilton's "Mitski Playing at 2:29AM"

I think I understand the hypothetical behind loving you hypothetically speaking there’s nothing extraordinary to us because it’s safe to live this life

Hypothetically—this loveseat this apartment the way I hold your hand we have worked for everything which is to say everything was gifted so easily it’s hard to imagine a life where I had to fear for every heartbeat that sounded for you every breath in your hair every kiss

Hypothetically—we can be slow dancing in your apartment your nephews at our feet our sisters sharing dinner and everyone knows that life will exist like this past the altar

Hypothetically—we are two hands to the same body two violets grown from the same root

Hypothetically—I can love you everywhere you can love us as we are