i dont think you ever got
that you're the one that i wanted
not the boy down the street
or the 20 year old down the block
i wanted the one who lived
millions of miles away from me
the one who i would have waited years for
but you left and i had to let go

its been a few months and i still miss you
i still love every thing about you
the way your hair smelt in the morning
or the way you wrapped your arms around me
and let me read my poems to you and you would
tell me that they were great and that i should write more

but now i dont have happy things
to write about anymore
since you were one of my only sources
of happiness

all i write about now is death and how much
i miss you and i wonder what you would say
if you knew what was going on
in my head or if you read my poems
if you would come back and love me again
but you wont
and i think now im starting to accept that

thank you though
for teaching me how to love
or something whatever this was
but you're still the one

i
want