Poetry

59

59 wakes up on the wrong side of the bed
Realizes all of his hair is on one side of his head
Takes just under a minute to work out that it's because of the way he slept
He finds some clothes and gets dressed
He can't help but look in the mirror and be subtly impressed
How he looks rough around the edges and yet casually messed
And as he glances out the window
He sees a sight that he gets blessed with of 60 from across the street
Now 60 was beautiful
With perfectly trimmed cuticles
Dressed in something suitable
Never rude or crude at all
Unimprovable
Right on time as usual
More on cue than a snooker ball
But liked to play it super cool
59 wanted to tell her that he knew her favorite flower
He thought of her ever second
Every minute
Every hour
But he knew it wouldn't work
He'd never get the girl
Because although she lived across the street
They came from different worlds
While 59 admired 60's perfectly round figure
60 thought 59 was...odd
You see
One of his favorite films was "101 Dalmatians"
She preferred the sequel
He romanticized the idea that they were star-crossed lovers
They could overcome the odds and evens because they had each other
While she maintained the strict views imposed on her by her mother
That separate could not be equal
And though at the time he felt stupid and dumb
For trying to love a girl controlled my her stupid mom
He should have been comforted by the simple sum
Take 59 away from 60 and you're left with the one
Sure enough after two months of moping around
61 days later 61 was who he found
He had lost his keys and his parents were out
So one day after school he went into a house
As he noticed the slightly wonky numbers on the door
He wondered why he'd never introduced himself before
As she let him in
His jaw dropped in awe
61 was like 60
But a little bit more
See she had prettier eyes
And an approachable smile
And like him
Rough around the edges
Casual style
And like him
Everything was in disorganized piles
And like him
Her mom didn't mind if friends stayed a while
Because she was like him
And he liked her
He reckoned she would like him if she knew he was like her
And it was different this time
I mean
This girl was wicked
So he plucked up the courage and asked for her digits
She said
"I'm 61."
He grinned, said "I'm 59.
"Today I've had a really nice time
So tomorrow if you wanted you could come over to mine?"
She said "Sure"
She loved talking to someone just as quirky
She agreed to this unofficial first date
And in the end
He was only ready one minute early
But that didn't matter
Because she arrived one minute late
And from that moment on
There was non-stop chatter
How they loved X-Factor
How they had two factors
How that did not matter
Distinctiveness made them better
Bye the end of the night they knew they were meant together
And one day she was talking about Stuck-Up 60
She noticed that 59 looked a bit shifty
He blushed
Told her of his crush
"The best thing that never happened because it led to us"
61 was clever, see, not prone to jealousy
She looked him in the eyes and told him quite tenderly
"You're 59, I'm 61. Together we combine to become twice what 60 could ever be"
And at this point 59 had tears in his eyes
Was so glad to have this one-of-a-kind girl in his life
He told her the very definition of being prime
Was that with only one and himself could his heart divide
And she was the one he wanted to give his heart to
She said she felt the same and now she knew the films were half true
Because that wasn't real love
The love was just a sample
When it came to real love
They were a prime example

Credit goes to Harry Baker at the Grand Slam Poetry Championship on YouTube