today
you said
no,
red doesn't love me
she feels sorry for me
i'm like a
*******
puppy
and i
looked at you
wondering if you'd read my mind
or my poems
but came to the conclusion
that you hadn't
even though you'd hit the nail on the head
twice
you missed the part
that meant something
if you had read my mind
or my poems
you would know
that i do love you
in a strange
sort of way
i love you
like i love my baby brother
like i love a puppy
like i love forrest gump
like i love
anything
that i have ever loved
that is how
i love you