I find myself consistently missing her
not that I'll let her know that haha.
And while I refuse the idea of being some lovesick poet
writing poems dealing with loneliness and lovelessness,
I still cannot help but miss those freckles and that curly hair
her occasional glance my way, but never hearing
the words i desired, which i suppose is why im still caught up
i'll dedicate these words to her now
in lieu of plethora of moments i could have done this sooner.