first breakup

you were the first person my age i'd ever met

who loved The Simpsons as much as i did.

you nodded when i said i was secretly Lisa Simpson,

or maybe Hermione Granger,

and you giggled and brushed your hair behind your ear

and god every second i was with you i fell more in love

than i had ever been before. i thought my heart

would burst just maybe and every second i was with you

i was worried you would pull away, tell me i wasn't

good enough but you never did and i loved you for that.

you loved boba tea and poetry as much as i did

except you loved haikus which i hate and we joked i'd have to dump you for it but i never did.

you hid your heart from others but you let me touch it

for a moment

you buried your face in my shoulder and whispered

all the important things into my ear which i locked in my heart and vowed

to protect you from always as long as you wanted me to.

you always wanted to know what i was reading

even if it was a thesaurus or a history of human evolution

even if it was a terrible book even if you already knew.

you always met me at my locker at the end of the day

even though you were tired and you just wanted to leave

but you stayed and you waited at the bottom of the stairs

even though your instrument case was heavy even though

i'm not that important anyways but i was to you.

you always leaned your head on my shoulder during homeroom

and let me listen to your heartbeat.

you always took my hand in the hallways

swinging our arms while i hummed you a tune.

you always made me feel like

grand old prince charming

sweeping his princess off their feet. you always made me feel like

fairy tales.

but i guess we both have different happily ever afters.