I read a poem about love
And left my things for someone to steal
Because I did not have a notebook on hand
To write about you

I told my roommate, "Just needed this."
I told my sister, "Yeah, I've heard that song."
I hadn't had tea for hours but I shook
To write about you.

I had to say somehow
How I wore your necklace every day
I had to say that there's a playlist titled, "****
**** ****" about how I feel about you.

I had to write about this one secret thing
That I've only ever lied about
Or said so honestly
That you didn't even notice.

Friends say "I love you" all the time.

When you say it I pretend that you're not 24,
That you hope I don't believe you,
That I don't understand,
When you say, "I love you,"
That I'm that one good thing you say
You don't want to mess up.

I pretend you shake
To write about me.

'Q