carpe diem

the one

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I want a love that reads and grows and listens and learns
One who says, "my god, what a beautiful brain you've got; what stories, what ideas, what concepts, what vitality
what truth, what thought, what vigor, what individuality"
One who thanks me for my skeletons and always knows where to find them
like playing hide-and-go-seek with the baggage I carry
A love who doesn't think the word "love" is overused in poems the way I do
One who knows that writing is inflicting and writing love stories is a trade of those who want others to feel good
the way I can't

-ch