I Guess I've Only Known You for Seven Moons and I Kissed a Boy On the Third

White socks white sneakers white hair.

Everyone asks if you bleach it (If you did I would think you were pretty gay)
But I know you don't because it is the same as your Mother's
your Brother's
and even your Grandpa's

I guess most Grandpas have white hair.
Mine don't cause we're Italian.

Who knew I'd be attracted to such a white boy. Don't take that personally. I love your hair and the way you run and that you don't know how to spell anything.

Not the word 'anything' but like, every single word.

"But I'm sick of that topic"
I love when you say that.

TEll ME IF YOU LOVE ME BECAUSE IM SICK OF WAITING

Sorry,


Bye.

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The only reason I haven't given up on you is because God.

The same song is always playing when I leave your house.
Yesterday in math I asked what it meant.

My teacher handed me a paper that said 'You found it'


I really hope it didn't mean you.

#RISK

I'd rather be failing in Harvard than passing in the local community college.

I'm purposefully out of reach but attainable, you're afraid because you think I won't last.

But I will.

We're living on borrowed time.

You're going to have to save yourself.

I Followed the Wrong Car to Arizona

And I spent my last 3 dollars on information I never wanted to hear.

You're Like Describing Salt

I've never slept without having a nightmare. 

I think that I would sleep more if I wasn't so afraid of it. 

I'm not saying that you're a nightmare, but you frighten me. 

There are a few things in this world that are unexplainable and you are one of them. 

My fortune cookie told me to stop being stubborn, and my doctor said to always look out for my food. 

Doctors have had like 100 years of schooling, so it would be best to take his advice. 

I'm going to give you a chance. 

But if I wake up in a sweat - I'm not blaming the 25 cent fortune cookie. 

You Can't Control a Black Hole

     You weren't being yourself. I couldn't decide if it was the expired food, or because she was there.

   
     You kissed her. I saw it. 

     Self control is important, and you don't have a lot of it. I left my respect for you on your doorstep and you'll have to wake up to that every morning. 

     But I get it.

     I know what it's like when your world spins around something deeper, and colder than the sun just because it has been there longer.

     You deserve to be happy. 

     You deserve to be warm. 

     So come closer, because nothing's wrong with being on fire. 

     And Pluto isn't considered a planet anymore.

You AGAIN(st) Me

   When I was younger I believed that if my Mom had a baby boy; My two sisters and I would never play with barbies again. I believed that there was a seal and a mermaid that lived in the irrigation pond next to Grandmas, and I believed that glow in the dark pajamas could protect me.

     I was gap toothed and could count to as many fingers as I had, I gave a boy that I liked a drawing of himself in an orange shirt.
     I knew that it was love because whenever I chased him during recess he would always let me tie him up to the tether ball pole with no problem.

     I'm now 16 and believe that I can take on whatever this world throws at me, a 1 and a 6 are nothing but numbers describing how long I have have lived in this house.
     And you?

     You are the definition of a lover, a boy that never cared for anything other than his last name and the coast of California by which he came from.
     Because Californians are supposedly more smart and beautiful.

     I knew that I'd love you again.
     I keep putting dead batteries in the drawer, and taking them back out to use, thinking that they're new.

     But now I'm the one that is being tied to the tether ball pole.

     And I no longer have my glow in the dark pajamas to protect me.

Alcohol Isn't the Answer

You and I are a lot the same.

My hair isn't as white as yours, but one day it will be.

It's time you tried something different.
I gave you grape juice and you told me you liked it.


You would like me.


But for right now - my hair is brown,
And this grape juice isn't wine, so you won't be fooled by me anytime today. 

Tattooed Elephants

     We were fishing with people I had never met in an unfamiliar place. Only deciding what to say next. 

     We all try to catch things that are bigger than us. 

     Fish, People. 

     We wear t shirts with names of places we've never been to.

And the worst part is - that we think we deserve to see those places. 

     We think we deserve to see Hawaii because it's printed on our backs, a stained souvineer from grandma in '09. 

     If you were printed on my back that'd be weird. And you probably wouldn't like me anymore. 

     We smelt like camp fire for the rest of the night and the man next to me at the movie leaned over to his wife to ask if we were smokers. 

I didn't mind the smell of the smoke because I smelt the same as you. 

     And I like you.  

     But you know those tattoos we got at the carnival won't stay for more than 3-5 days, unless we don't shower. 

     So I'd like a stained t shirt with your name on it. So when this is all over, I have something to remind me that there was someone so good that I thought I deserved. 

     Because I once did. 

Iceland

     That one country in-between no one knows and no one cares. Why would you want to travel there when the number one hated object in the world is in its first name.
     Have you ever been to Iceland? Have you ever been sight seeing? Tasted the food? Learned the language? Read the books? Met the boys? Met the girls? Who knows if they are better looking than the ones from California.
  
     There’s always that one thing that we love but no one else does. That one person we will never stop caring about no matter what everyone else says.
     But why? Is it because we want to be special, or be different? Or is it because God somehow someway accidentally wired our hearts with theirs.
  
     We’re taught to be different. But we all turned out the same. We all love cars and hate the cold.
     But maybe I’d rather ride my bike even if it’s 10 degrees outside.
  
     We were discussing music. He says he loves anything from Iceland. I’m from Iceland. He must love me.

Eighteen

     You can't hold your ground, because that's something gravity is already doing. 

     They say you have to shoot for the stars to reach the moon. 

     But why would I shoot for something I don't want?

     My mom, She grounds me. There is no way out of this house because she pulls me away from the force that keeps people from being socially sane.  

     Our parents think they understand because they have been through it. 

     I wouldn't care either if I were already married. 

     2 more years until being 18 and free in a country that is meant for freedom. 

     Something so sweet I have ever longed to taste. 

Lost in the Fire

Everyday my eyes get colder. This refrigerator is taking more than what is being put in. I’m frozen. I’m frozen.

There is something about this day that’s going to be different I know it’s going to be different because the sky is a little bit lower today.

It’s closer to my head.

It’s closer to my hands.

This new student teacher has a sky of his own and it is way above my head. We talk of revolution and the name of Hitler’s dog. There are somedays when I come home dumber than when I left.

A boy told me I was pretty.

      I believed him because he was pretty.

     The sky looked closer so I tried to touch it with my hands. My math teacher told me I couldn’t let factors fool me. That’s the first time math has become helpful.

     Because you fooled me.

     And now my hands are lost in the fire. 

Sorry, I Can't Today

     I get nervous when people call, so I just don't answer.
     And I will never set my voice-mail to "Hello you've reached ________ please leave a message," because I sound like a 5 year old when my voice is being recorded.
     Chances are I'm afraid of you.

     If you desperately need me then stop by my house.
     But I would hate that, and have my brother tell you I'm in the shower or someplace other than my room.

I'll just keep looking at the cracks in this ceiling, Discovering what they are shaped like and how they ever became so tangled.
 
     My Mom has already asked what I want for Christmas.
     I told her confidence.

Bow Ties

     Every time I see one I think of you. 

You think normal people don’t see bow ties often. I do. They’re painted in the back of my mind.

They’re all coming back.

Bow ties and memories.

The night you picked me up and I had you drop me off someplace else.

What was I thinking?

My Mom taught me better than that.

But we got lost.  You got lost in the streets, while I got lost in your eyes.

     We’re laughing now. When we get there I get out, but you don’t. I get to the door and wonder if it’s too late to run back.

    

Since then we’ve always been close friends.

    

But every time I see a bow tie I wish I would’ve gone with you.