BURN (Wattys2015?)

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This techinically wasn't written by me. This was a letter written for me, and I just turned it into a poem. It gave me feeeels, so I had to share....

it's the way you wear basketball shorts and a hoodie

all year long

and how it works for you because you're tall

it's the way you always say that you want to order

a different flavor of ice cream

but you always end up ordering

the same flavor

it's the way your eyelashes are so long

so when you close your eyes

you always look so peaceful

it's the way you're patient with me

you don't pressure me into things i don't want to do

you don't ever ask me to hurry up or change who i am

it's the way you cried on the anniversaries

and how my heart broke for you

and how you didn't want me to see you cry

it's the way you speak fluent french

but you refuse to let anyone know

because you retired the language when she passed away

(that's terribly romantic)

it's the way you love food

and you think a lot of it is disgusting

but you'll eat disgusting food over and over again

(i don't understand that at all)

it's the way you'll put your sunglasses

on the top of your head

and then later on when you need them

you forget that you put them there

it's the way you think some things are boring

but if a friend likes them

you'll try to have an interest in it

just for them

it's the way you worry about everyone

when we're not yours to worry about

but you can't help it

because you care so much

it's the way you're deathly afraid of beetles

but you won't admit it

you'll just turn white in the face

and you're green eyes grow so big

it's the way you always end up eating my food

at a restaurant, because i always fill up so easily

and then you complain on how i don't eat enough

it's the way you'll go out of your way

to sit with someone who's sitting alone

because you hate the idea of someone being alone

and you don't want them to feel sad

it's the way i'll catch you

making faces at yourself in the mirror

and you'll laugh so hard at yourself

that tears come to your eyes

it's the way you'll wear the same socks

over and over and over

(it's gross)

because you're too lazy to get a new pair

(at least your feet don't stink)

it's the way you want to grow a beard out

not because you really want a beard

but just because everyone else

wants you clean-shaven

it's the way you like to throw fresh laundry on the bed

and then take a nap on it like a cat

because it's warm and you love heat

it's the way we'll fall asleep with each other

no expectations of something less than innocent

and when i wake up you're always facing me

like you thought about me in the night

it's the way you'll throw your shoes at the tv

during football games

and you'll yell at the refs

even though they can't hear you

it's the way you don't care for my high heels

and designer brands

you tell me you love me any way that i am

(and you tell me you love me in sweatpants)

it's the way you'll go outside and just sit

not sleeping, not writing, not reading

just staring off into space and thinking

it's the way it'll be 4 am

and you can't sleep because you were given

the unlucky deal in life

and you'll try so hard not to wake me up

but when i do you always ask me

to speak german to you

(it calms you for some reason)

it's the way you'll randomly clean the oven

or buy me flowers

or cook me something gourmet

not because you want anything

just because you can

it's the way you love to watch me dance

the look in your eyes urges me on

and it's way i dance for you

every single time