This is surreal...
I have been dreaming
For years
About this moment

When your lips
Softly
Touch mine

I have waited years
For you
To call me beautiful
(Even though I'm not)

All these years
I have waited
Thinking
We didn't have a chance

But here we are
Holding hands
This moment can't be real-
I'm sure my summer self
Would not believe it
For even a second

I filled up pages
Of my life
With utter nonsense
I filled up pages
And pages
With "Why not"s

Being with you
I slowly regret
Wasting my time
Creating enemies

But being with you
Means you could
Become my enemy too
And I'm okay with that
Because at least
You will
Still
Be mine