Ode to you

You’ve always been special to me,

Made me feel like it was some

sort of love or something.

I like the way your eyes

look and how I can see stars

and pretty things dancing

in their shade of blue.

I like the way your face looks

when I’m arguing with you.

And I like the way you answer

the door in your pajamas

when I knock .

So when we’re old and breaking

down like that  beat-up car

you park outside my house,

I hope you’ll always remember

that I’m not half as bad as what

you’ve been told.

I like how i can’t stop smiling

At you.

I think that’s why we’re here

Again.

And I pour my heart out

Towards your optimistic grin.

I wonder why you’re always

So happy when everything

Wrong is in your world.

I think you’re the reason

I’m this way, too.

I remember that time you

Called me, wanting

To talk about all the terrible

Things that were

Getting onto you.

That was the first time I saw you cry.

And I remember the first time

You told me you were in

Love.

But it wasn’t with me.

It still isn’t with me.

But the way you strum

your  guitar with your fingers

And the way your words

Smother my thoughts

And the way I found your

Sweet smell on the sweater

You let me borrow on that

Bitter night that still leaves

A bad taste in your mouth.

And when my days are

Dark and filled with pain

I lay on the floor, wearing

Your clothes, contemplating

What to do with myself.

But the only thing i know

Is that i don’t know

If you even remember why

You left

Or if you

Miss me.

And maybe you’ll never know

That i always loved you,

Or if you know that my sleepless

Nights were filled with you.

Maybe you don’t know

But even if you don’t,

This is my ode to you.