derek's poems

Tris

We met at church

In the beginning of the eighth grade

I was scared to talk to you

But when I finally did it was great

And it turns out that we 

Had the same favorite band

And then I caught some feelings

I didn't quite understand

But that's okay 

Because now I get it

And loving you

Is not something I regret

It was hard sometimes

Because I was confused

About why I felt like this

Felt like this about you

Then you left

For about five months

I kinda thought you died

I didn't know where you was

But then you came back and

I had a brand new haircut 

And we picked up where we left off

I was just stuck in the mud

But that's okay

If I'm gonna be stuck

I'd rather be stuck with you

Even though I'm a sad, gross fuck

And I don't know why you

Like me for the way I am

But please don't stop

Because you're pretty much all I have

And you're really cute

And funny and kind

You're my escape

From my own fucked up mind

It's hard sometimes because

I don't feel good enough for you

I really appreciate your smile

And all the nice things that you do

Shit, I love you

I'm glad I said hi 

To the emo kid with the blue hair

That one night

It's been over a year and I'm not

Ever gonna get tired of you

I'm gonna miss you when I'm gone

Even if you don't miss me too