There are
irrepressible feelings
a certain
nostalgic hinderence
of pure magic
called
puppy love.

you know, we never meant
for taylor swift’s “daylight”
to become our song,
but it did.
first, it was your golden brown eyes,
then every lyric felt like us.
i guess it’s not ours anymore—
now, it’s yours and hers.
but i can’t help thinking,
we had it first.

Sometimes,
I write these when somethings on my mind.
Most times,
I write these when nothings on my mind at all.