I'd move to "the great white north" for you
in a nanosecond.
Just say the word and I would
pack up everything I have and make a life
with you anywhere you want, really.
Because I think I fell in love with you
the first time I met you
behind a church in the middle of June
where we played basketball with your band.
I'm fairly certain we're soul mates
but that could just be my eighteen-year-old heart
talking.
I think a relationship like ours would be
what planes are for and passports and endless possibilities.
I'm okay with not knowing what would happen
between us. I don't find it scary
that it's a giant risk.
I'm ready.