1. I want to preface this by saying that I don’t necessarily believe in love.
The same way that my shadow doesn’t believe in its reflection and
Walter White doesn’t believe in moderation.
2. Guys, last year I met a girl who spoke like drifting snow meeting the concrete.
Her skin glazed with moonlit kisses, with eyes as wide and inviting as the sun on Saturday morning.
Now, when a guy like me writes about a girl like her, that’s just it.
I’m writing about her.
It’s much easier than writing for her,
because writing for her means writing for you.
And, let’s face it… You would hate that.
You hate finding yourself in my poetry
just like I hate finding you in the most inconvenience of places.
I hate that I can’t listen to Taylor Swift without hearing you giggle.
I hate finding you in my closet, deciding on an outfit to wear,
and remembering how you hate graphic tees or brightly colored shoes.
I hate finding you at 3AM, tossing and turning in an empty bed.
I hate finding you in phone calls that never come…
On my birthday.
One time, you told me that your grandfather never gave up on your grandmother
and that if I believed enough in love, then it wasn’t wasted energy.
Even though you hated the girl I was talking to.
But, how can I believe in anything other than mixed messages
because you were the one who said
'just because there's a goalie doesn't mean you can't score.'
And, I’d be an asshole if I didn’t stand up here and mention
how often I see you with sad eyes. Like a flame of hope
crushed by silent gusts in between scrolling through cat pictures.
How you’re always changing the subject when I ask about him
Because if it’s out of sight, out of mind
Then where is your boy tonight?
I hope to God he is a gentleman
Because you are the only good thing
about this part of town
I remember holding you in my arms like Peter clinging onto Gwen beneath the Brooklyn Bridge.
Whispering a familiar mantra in your ear. “I hate it when I get like this.”
You said, ‘It was ok to be weak sometimes.’
I don’t necessarily believe in love.
But, I believe in you.