Adventures, Memories, and Everything in Between

my cheesy love poem or whatever

ive noticed its hard to write a love poem to someone when you're going through a rough patch.

feelings of distance and other priorities that just so happen to be more important than me may interfere with our relationship but it isn't your fault and i will never really stop loving you anyways.

so lets recap.

1. we met when i was a freshman.

scared and lonely in a big brand new school with halls like never ending voids reached out to wrap their darkness around my limbs,

but then i met you.

you familiarized me with how nice people really are and the older people in high school aren't like the bullies in movies

in fact, you were the farthest thing from it,

soft hands and a heart of gold, a soul of mercury and the words you spoke were diamonds and i was just a girl but i clung to them with hope...

2. our first date.

shakey hands in the middle of class texted you the forbidden question,

"would you maybe like to hang out after school sometime..?"

i almost threw my phone before i even read the message when you texted me back, i was so scared.

but you said...

so there i am. standing in bowlero, by the front doors and i cant breathe. i was trying to look cute and make a good impression, it took me about 175 attempts and two. HOURS. to do my hair.

you walk in all cute as ever, like always and my heart stops. im pretty sure i felt my soul leave my body in that moment when you looked at me, but i snatched it back and stood up tall, and managed to squeak out a single...

"hi."

and we were awkward.

SO awkward.

a few glances your way and i asked for a selfie because i knew this was gonna go somewhere, right?

3. our "first kiss."

i could tell that moment before i left that something was off, i turned to go and you reached out after me, "wait!"

i turn to you, and you blush and ask me "do you want a kiss...?

and im like

...

is he for real?

so im like oh my god. okay.

so i fix my hair and i slap on a smile and my arms are around the back of your neck pulling you down and i pucker up and close my eyes

and (get this..)

like that pony i never got for Christmas,

your lips never arrive!!!

(this man, i swear.) SO...

so i open my eyes.

and i look down.

and in your hands rests a single hersheys kiss.

...

ok.

and we laugh. for a long time. and i knew that you would make me love you some day...

4. our first anniversary.

colonial café's kitchen sink ice cream has never tasted so sweet.

the strawberry and chocolate still on your lips and i could taste the sparks that flew between the contact of my mouth and yours, and it may not have been our first kiss but i still remember it.

you grabbed the cup in a weird way and spoke in a silly voice and i laughed and laughed and people stared and we were probably so annoying to them, but we were a brand new high school couple,
so excited to fall together.

and i guess we did, on that day, the first time i ever told you that i loved you.

5. Now.

tear stained kisses under the pressure of the adventures you will have to take alone.

and though we may drift, and though ive noticed its hard to write a love poem to someone when you're going through a rough patch,

ill wait for you.

now, and forever.