Don’t make me write that poem about you
The one about how you meant more to me than I did to you
The one where I reminisce over every moment that felt like the start of forever
The poem where I delete five lines questioning what I could’ve done differently
The poem where I exaggerate how good our good times were
So that it feels worth the time we wasted
Don’t make me write that poem about you
Not the one that makes the world wonder why I keep writing about the same mistake
Not the one that lets me be heard after you wouldn’t listen
Not the poem that derives its beauty from pain
I don’t ever want to write that poem about you
I want to fill journals with poems about you that are too personal to publish
I want to write poems about how I prayed for you, not knowing that I was praying for you
I want to write about the calm that covers my body when you kiss me
I want to write about the questions I ask you for the sole purpose of hearing your voice
Help me write those poems
Let me know those poems
Don’t let this be THAT poem