Category : Poems

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I fell for you in the third grade

But not in a way that is normal 
I fell for you in the same fantasy-driven-madness-doomed-to-failure kind of way
That came to define my “love life” for the next decade 
I wrote words on a page, called them songs
And gave them to you
I declared my love from the rooftops
I dreamt of movie scenes 
Where the creep gets the girl
Where one day she just fell for him
But I never actually spoke to you. 


I‘m sorry for that
For creating an idea
And completely missing you in the process
I was Tom
And you were Summer. 


We’re older now
And it’s been so long
And yet I still remember that day in third grade
The day you walked into class
With ocean eyes and golden hair
I assume everyone else just saw the new girl
But I saw perfection 
And for the last decade
Every time I really fell for someone 
That was the blue print 
You were the blue print 


These days my heart doesn’t skip a beat when i see you
My tongue won’t get stuck in my throat 
And I’ve escaped the clutches of that fantasy-driven-madness I once called love
Yet every time i see you
And I’m confronted with perfection 
I wonder
Will I forget you someday 
Or will you always be my perfect?