to the dreamers

things i know about you

for mari

---

you said you

wouldn't mind

being immortalized

in poetry

so here i go

i don't know you at all

yet i feel like i know

everything

about you

if that makes sense

i know that you're

beautiful

and that you're a

bottom

or so buzzfeed says

i know that you've been

using nameberry

since the second grade

and you're gay as shit

i know that you say

mischievous

as mischeeveeous

and that you call

water fountains

bubblers

i know that you like

listening to playlists

that i make for you

for some unknown reason

maybe because you're a

hopeless romantic

just like me

or maybe because

you truly care about your

musical education

i know that you

suck at math

or maybe you're just

modest

and that you play

two instruments

better than i could ever

play one

i know you're

rational

but i know you'd

run away with me

if i gave you enough

reasons to

or maybe i'm wrong

and i'm reading too much

into the little things

but you're an

over thinker

like i am

so maybe i'm not

i know that you've probably

lied to me

about a hundred

different things

because they keep coming

up in conversation

and you confess you

withheld the truth

i don't mind

it makes you a mystery

a puzzle

here's a fact about me:

i love solving those

i know that you

write poetry

the same way i do

and that we're

this

close

to having a perfect romance

if you'd just

let yourself

fall

i know we could do it

and i could write that book

with a nonfiction tag

and you'd comment

la moo

on every chapter

because you already know

how it's going to turn out

happily ever after

or maybe not

maybe the

school year age gap

is too wide for us to bridge

and no matter how many

poems i write

playlists i send

plans i make for running away to

wherever the fuck we want to go

it will never be enough

whatever

i'm still

holding on hope

for our fairytale ending

fingers crossed that it doesn't

end

the way the lamb-cow love story

did