The Poison of The Mind

Dear Blue,

From your dark brown hair to the red dyed tips

From your cute little smile to your lovely laugh

I love every little about you

Like how your just about a half inch shorter than me and how your glasses frame your face

I also love how you let [name] use your shoulder as a pillow when she wanted to sleep and stood up to the teacher when no one else was going to

you told off a teacher for disrespecting your pronouns(non binary people exist too)

Let's just say I fell hard for you

I still remember when you winked at me to let me know you knew about the wombat game and wanted to trick [name]

How could I forget

I think I fell a little harder in that moment

I still remember how you told me your were going to dye the tips of hair electric blue

That's how you got your nickname

If you don't like that I could always call you mio Tesoro (my sweet in Italian )

So the next time i'm in class and ms.b is going on about chemical formulas while the class clown makes a dumb joke and the class laughs I'll be thinking of you

And the next time I see you laughing with [name] I'll be treasuring your laugh wishing it was me your with

I'll be here whenever you decide to come around but until then I'll be happy as long I see you are and cursing those who hurt you

But even when you cry your still perfect to me