calculations

I didn’t miscalculate the darkness. No.

I know I didn’t.

I know it too well.

I know it the way I know you.

I didn’t miscalculate you, either.

Dont you wish I did?

Sometimes I wish I could.

Can’t though. No.

I’m not big on numbers.

Well, arithmetic.

But signs and dates

I’m big on those.

And you? You live off

of one specific day.

You die off of it too.

You miscalculated what it would be like to try to forget the day you met me. No.

No, you know you didn’t.

You know your love for me too well.

You and the darkness are one in the same

and my calculations have always added up correctly.

I have always just pretended to be bad at math.