Her Thoughts

My Man (Because of IDF pt.3)

To start this free-verse poem,
I would like to say,
"I never thought that I'd fall for someone,
Who's completely the opposite of my type."

I used to like boys who are academically competent,
Those who walk around the campus,
With loads of books and projects on their hands,
Those who smirk after winning a divisional debate.

I used to like boys who know how to use their fingers well,
Those who play skillfully on their computer,
With LED lights and gaming chairs,
Those who trash talk and say "gg wp" to their enemies.

I used to like boys who jog everyday outside, early in the morning,
Those who play various kinds of sports,
With loads of jersey in their closet and gatorade on their hand,
Those who like being cheered in the court.

I used to like boys who play guitar,
Those who join the school's music club,
With soothing voice that can make you stop at your track,
Those who find joy in the melody of the instrument they play.

I used to like boys who are popular,
Those that are loud and are social butterfly,
With charming smiles at anywhere they go,
Those who are happy making everyone happy.

But those were just the boys that I like,
They were nothing compared to you.
Because you?
You are my man.

You may not be as academically competent as the others,
But you cheered for me as I do my studies.
The one who's willing to go on a study date,
Just so I could review my notes and go on a date at the same time.

You may not have skillful fingers,
But you can use them well enough,
The one who's hands hold mine when overthinking strikes,
Just so I could feel that I'm not alone, even on the toughest times.

You may not jog everyday outside, early in the morning,
But you make sure to give me tea once I wake up,
The one who runs to the grocery store,
Just so I could have my drink when I ran out.

You may not play guitar or any instrument,
But you do have that soothing voice,
The one who whispers assurance to me when a problem occurs,
Just so I could have a peace of mind.

You may not be popular,
But I realized that it's what I really like,
The one whom I can keep to myself,
Just so we could be happy in private.

So, yes.
They were just the boys I liked,
While you,
You are my man.