"I have to ***."
Was the first text
I got from you
After 3 weeks
Of nothing

You were
Sitting across
From me
In the only class
We have
Together

You smirked
When you saw
That I got the text

I didn't want to smile
Or show any emotion
I didn't want
To give you
The satisfaction
That you can still
Make me
Happy,
Even if it's just for
A split second.

And yet,
I smiled
Wider than the
Sky.

-e.w.

i
l-i-k-e
like you
(as in)
i find you
agreeable, enjoyable, satisfactory
(or as i would more deftly put it)
   i find you
  charming (you take my b r e a t h e    away)
     good-natured (kind and gentle)
  delightful (talented, funny, and intelligent)

i like you
   i find pleasure
     in your
  very existence.
   the fact
   that we breathe
         the same air
     encourages my feeble
attempts to go on.
i like you
     i find your body
  an endless sea
     of wave upon wave
         of delight, aching need
    stunning beauty
       and my only real
   connection to you.
i  like you
   i feel l i g h t e r
when you are around
  you restore my hope
     for humanity
         you light my way
i like you
  i am at a loss
for other words
  and yet i know
these are not sufficient.

I like the perfection of your mind
And each of your body parts.

I like that you're more than willing
To look up the answer to my questions on Google.

I like the amount of irony
Involved in our flirtation.

I like the fact that we have
A joint blog on tumblr.

I like that every love song
Reminds me of you.

I like that you never add "too"
To the end of an "I love you."

When we were young,
Grown-ups told us that
When boys throw rocks and
Stones and pull your hair and
Shove you into the dirt, it means
They like you.

But they didn't tell us that when
Boys like you, it means they're
Going to throw insults and
Pull your heartstrings
And shove your face
Into the mistakes
You've made.

You,
Or you,
Or you, or you.
But wait--you're far away too.

It's like being in a zoo,
Where "no touching" is something I'll always rue.