and I don't necessarily know why
but I think I love your birthday
more than my birthday and that maybe
and just maybe
I think if you were born
and I wasn't
I wouldn't care

and I think that your poetry
sticks and stays in my mind
more than lectures and homework
answers and I think that maybe
and just maybe
if I saw you randomly walking
down my street
I'd go up to you
and say one of my favorite poems by you
and watch your face as the reaction of
"what the–" crossed your mind
and played with your features;

and I think that maybe
if I died
by your side
with poetry in my veins
and your oxygen in my lungs
I would've probably wished
that I died sooner

felt nothing but bone.
the earth was still
our organs connected
our tongues made music

I wanted affection.

my fingers tremble and
my heart stutters and
my mind wonders and
my eyes question and  
I don't exactly know you and
I don't exactly know why,





but you make me nervous

you stare out the window
in an old café thinking,
"why am I here, we always used to come here"

watching the raindrops reminded you of her
and how she'd still drink it
when they didn't get her coffee order right
two cream, two sugars, one milk
yeah I still remember
and try every day to forget-

Its raining
and every drop
of precipitation
that falls out of that sky
reminds me of my grey shirt
and how your tears clung to it
like me to you when you had to leave
but only to the convenience store I
remember your exact response
when I said those words
that made your delicate eyes melt

*"come back to me"

So I watched the rain fall
it kinda reminded me of how you fell for me.
watching the rain fall reminded me of
our memories
and of how those fell
when you fell for me.
you no longer became the person I could talk openly to
because I became the love of your life and
I know I should be happy I know I should
but I just feel like things have changed
since you fell for me and-

I don't know.
I just watched the rain fall
and it kind of reminded me of you