I'm surrounded by hippies
self proclaimed hippies
I should add
Because if they were real hippies
They would understand
How to love
people,
and nature,
and ******* everything

I'm not surrounded by real hippies
I'm surrounded by people craving excitement
Not because of the beautiful adventure available in the excitement of life
But because of the fear of being alone
However, its in my loneliest moments
Spent texting
or snapchatting
or on two hour long phone calls
that I feel more alive than ever
I smile more than I have all day
And not the same fake smile I have at work
That smile that I have to wear
cause honestly, my job depends on it
No, not that ******* smile

Its the smile that you hear through the phone
The one that holds the true happiness I feel when I talk to you
The one you love so much
that you've written about it in so many of your poems
It's the smile you'll see when you kiss me on the cheek in the morning
I'll wear it when I'm making you breakfast
You'll see it for hours spent rolling around in our sheets
God, you'll probably get sick of me always wearing that smile
Just know that the smile you see
Showing on my mouth but truly radiating from my eyes
Is the product of a girl so head over heels in love
With you

There are some people in this world
who like to climb ladders.
The ladders that take you to
the parties,
and to the boats, and to the
social event of the night

There are some people in this world
who are thrown onto the ladders.
We are the people
who fly on the dance floor,
who sleep out of want,
not necessity,
and are often confused with sadness,
loneliness,
depression.
Only because our absence is noted

So that the next time we feel like climbing that ladder
It has suddenly disappeared.
Absent.
and that dance floor
that you once flew on
is suddenly crowded with people on stilts,
too tall to dance with,
and uninterested in things under
them.

But I don't want that ******* ladder.
The only climbing I want to do is with my babe,
on fake colored rocks in overcrowded gyms
I want to climb up that wall
harnessed onto you
Not hanging on your hip,
or holding on your arm
climbing to a never ending plateau,
just trying to keep up with our friends

I want to dance on that dance floor with you and
laugh at the people above us
trying to balance on their oh so fragile stilts
that they worked so hard to get
While we continue to love each other
so fiercely
that we end up higher than they
could ever be

My mind is in a constant dream
I used to dream of adventures
Solo adventures
Traveling the world
Living free
Loving myself first
Nature second
And maybe then a guy
On the occasional lonely night

Then I fell for you
and you changed everything

I can no longer dream of anything without you
My mind works you into each new dream I have
Thailand
I guess a travel buddy would be pretty fun
Boathouse
Living with our best friend is going to be dope
Backpacking Central America
We have a lot of shopping to do babe...

Adventure after adventure with you
I want to do
go
see
everything with you

My mind is in a constant dream
But it's different now
My dreams
your dreams
are slowly becoming our dreams