Infatuated with your poetry
With your big headphones
Crooked nose
The way you hold your head high
You walk with a confidence I am jealous of
You write
And I wish those words
Were for me
I wish you were writing a cast around my heart
I want to write out the feelings
Feeling that I get
Reading your poetry
Pretending you wrote for me
Pretending I am the girl with pale skin
Blowing bubble gum bubbles around your heart
I wish I was your midnight walk
I wish I was the infatuation
Infatuation of your poetry
I wish I was that temporary gravitational pull
You couldn’t get away from
I wish I was the blonde
Blonde girl
your eye was on
But I am the
olive skin girl
With pink hair
Blowing smoke rings
Around my head
Hoping to blind myself
So I can just pretend
You wrote those poems for me