on the roof

this is taken from a story I wrote when I had fallen in love with my best friend, before we fell apart. it hurt at first, but now it's a little numb.

the only thing you've ever loved more than me
was the moon. 
you always sit on the roof and tell her
your fears. 
one day I met you on the roof,
and I told you to tell me the secrets
of the stars. 
you were surprised to see me,
yet you told me you loved me as much
as the galaxies. 
and you said
if the whole sky fell tonight
we'd be okay. 
because we laid there as the 5 am air
blew in
and
when 5 turned to 6 you took my hand. 
and as if the wind were whispering in your ear
I told you I'd love you forever,
I'd love you more than the sun and the moon.
our love was as pink and purple as the clouds in the sky
I wanted to reach out and give one to you. 

Author's Note

surprise! another poem! written in lower caps as usual.