I learned in science class
that the most beautiful insects
were the most poisonous
and i didn’t understand how something so beautiful
could **** me
until I met you.

I learned in english class
how authors use water
as a symbol of rebirth
and I didn’t quite get it
until I found out how drowning in you
made me feel more alive than I ever have.

My math teacher always said
there’s more than one way to solve
so I’m still trying to figure out
how I can’t even find one
where you and I end up together
without the demons of remainders.

My history teacher told me
“if we don’t learn, history repeats itself”
so why is it
that I always find myself
holding my knees to my chest to keep my heart in
just as I did before.