JonA Poem by GraveyardfuckJon, if you're reading this...
He hates when I write like this
He doesn't think of it as poetry There is no rhyme or rhythm Just stanzas But I'm okay with that He jokes a lot And smiles Oh what an adorable smile I insult him And then I tell him I love him I feel like he's my best friend But my lover, too He makes me food And hugs me tight I'm so short And he teases me all the time I love his stubble And how he kisses so hard His dimples are so cute I can't help but run my fingers through his hair He always has to work But he works hard I have school We don't see each other but once a week maybe We don't talk everyday I know he's always tired I try not to let his absence get to me He tries so hard to please me and his family and his boss I feel like I'm just weighing him down He says I'm the one that got his heart to work again He's always so cheesy like that I can't fathom why he chose me The age difference The way I look I'm so awkward Never know the right things to say The silence I'm not easy to love But he holds me With those long, strong arms And kisses me And smiles And tells me he loves me And I melt I melt Jon If you're reading this I apologize for my scattered, rhyme-less poetry And my self confidence issues And that I'm so young we can't see each other much But I hope That you'll stick with me Because maybe I can find a way to rhyme all this nonsense With you here
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