why are you so cute?!
*******
i can't breathe
i used my last
on saying "hi"
and "how are your classes?"
and can i kiss you?
which i swear
i almost said
but *******
do i want to
to feel your hand again
brushing mine by accident
hot ****
i remember that
and oh i can breathe again
to say "bye"
and "see ya around"
hopefully tomorrow
and the day after maybe
hopefully always
i miss you already

your eyes shine as bright as the moon,
your voice is as calm as noon,
and your beauty has just fully bloomed;

and these are just a few little things i love about you.

maybe i didn't
fall in love with the way
you smile,
or the way your eyes
light up when you talk about
something you like.

maybe the didn't fall in love,
with the way laugh;
the way
your eyes would crinkle,
and the way you would
lean back a little.

maybe i fell in love
with the way you fall asleep,
and the way you are
as gentle
and as kind
as a butterfly,
pollinating a little,
small flower,
trying ever so hard,
not to hurt it.

Your bright blue eyes gaze up at me,
and I can tell I'm all you see,
I just can't help but hold you close,
it's my maternal instinct,
I suppose.

My mom sleeps early.
She isn't a night owl.
She lives in the day.
And everything around when
the sky is bright.
the streets are loud.
She leaves the house at 9pm. sharp
And went off in her snores.

My dad stays up late.
Until twelve.
And when the last 60 seconds
ended the day.
He'd turn off the TV
"Has been a long day"
he'd say.
Yawn.
And he'd go to bed.

And me.
I'm no bubbly girl.
or pretty.
cheesy blondy.
Maybe just a good nerd.
But I know the night.
And I love it.
1a.m. is free.
My private afternoon.
with cookies and tea.
And I'd turn on the lights.
Walk with my ankles light
off the ground.

Turtle hasn't sleep.
no he's like me!
He'd wiggle his tail and
swim
towards my face.
As if to say,
"heya buddie"
he should have eaten but
he knows.
he knows.
I feed my Turtle at
one
in the morning.
And he never says no.