03/05/2026
I told her,
you’re my number one priority
but she smiled like it was simple,
like love was just a single value.
She doesn’t understand arrays,
how my heart doesn’t store just one thing,
but holds layers
memories, fears, little versions of us
stacked side by side.
She doesn’t see
how I index every moment with her,
how even the smallest touch
gets stored somewhere permanent.
To her, it’s just “one.”
To me, it’s a whole structure
growing, shifting,
making space for her in every corner.
And maybe one day she’ll realize
She was never just a number.
She was the entire array
I kept returning to.
