I read about you
in my horoscopes and in a relatable tweet last week
as soon as I saw you, I knew those were written about you
and and and on Tuesday, I saw chocolate vanilla swirl ice cream
and I thought maybe we could blend together that well
or maybe you’ll see that, one day,
we could be perfectly misunderstood like frozen yogurt dates
in December like getting married to someone
you met on tinder like falling in love with your
issued public defender like
the way you’re stained on my eyes
like when you leave the TV
on the same paused screen
all night long
and then your mom yells at you
because you should’ve
turned that off a long time ago
and and sometimes I see you around
but I don’t say anything
kind of like waiting for the guy
to text first
because it’d be silly
to start a conversation
even though I really want to start a conversation
because Cosmo magazine says
that’s the way to get a boyfriend
but there wasn’t a column about how long you should wait…
I’m assuming you shouldn’t wait too long
because bad bitches don’t wait
for men who ain’t shit right?
but what’s the right balance of bad bitch
and quiet observant girl and cute Cosmo magazine girl?
someone told me to just be myself and I always do what I’m told because
that’s what the women do in his story books and everything I learn in school should be correct, correct?
but I don’t really wanna be myself this time because it seems like you don’t like me
so I’ll just change myself so that maybe you will
I mean you clearly must’ve liked me at some point because the night we met you couldn’t keep your hands off of me
it was like you .. hypnotized me
your heartbeat like a metronome
your voice like a therapist
and your eyes: encapsulating
you see, every night I fall asleep and I go to you. I see your face on the backs of my eyelids every time they close
and I see your face every time I almost crash my car. I feel you in my hands as I write this poem
and I can’t shake you from my brain but I wish someone would shake me because,
until I see you again, I will never not see you.