Though we shall never meet you, I will forever surround you 

Your eyes will be nebulas, colorful and yearning for creation

The veins in your body will mirror the roots of plants, both nurturing the lives 

of two beings

The wrinkles you hate, etched deep in your skin, reminiscent of the rings in a 

sacred tree that sits in the forest unnoticed, undisturbed, but grows with 

age, wiser than it was 200 years ago

You may never remember me, but your body will remember the stardust it 

took to create it, the warmth of the sun’s rays, the soft grass on its supple 

skin

Though you may never see me, you will see your mother's face looking back 

at you in the mirror, a look of distaste for how you turned out 

Though your body will age, your soul will remember when you craved life like 

the baby doe born in spring atop grassy fields

Though you will never meet me, you will look around and see me in 

everything that surrounds you.

I love you.

Nothing more can be said

Light fall breeze and crisp fallen leaves

Loving eyes and warm hands touch

The smell of summer’s transition

Dancing around with you in the kitchen

Baking cookies and planning Homecoming

I love you.

Nothing more can be said

We could be Quinn and Joker

Sally and Jack

Together to the end

Autumn is the season of love

The season of us

Sweaters and Uggs

If I’m Spiderman then you must be Gwen

Football games and being goofy together

After school, productions and track practice.

I love you. 

Nothing more can be said

I miss how you were. 

You were the dream guy who checked off every box of mine. 

You exceeded my standards, the bare minimum. 

You gave me tulips every time I was unhappy, 

Some days for no reason.

I remember they were a different color each time. 

You tied my white Converse for me each day. 

You snuck heartfelt notes into my locker. 

You held my clammy hand in your car all while driving. 

You waited for me to be ready for our relationship. 

You were the best guy I’d ever met. 

You shaped me into a better person. 

I hope he asks to marry me, I told my best friend. 

That was the only thing on my mind, 

Until I found out you were with another girl behind my back. 

This whole time. 

It shattered me to the core. 

My legs gave out.

I kneeled, and tears rolled down my face. 

Your apologetic words still echo in my mind: I love you, I’m sorry.

I know his favorite color is red. I know that he’s the only thing that consumes my thoughts during late nights alone in my bed. 

He knows the reason I always have my hair down.

But he’s a stranger. 

I know the 3 hoodies he has and the color of his eyes. And I know how it sounds when he cries.

He knows the stuffed animals I have and the stories behind all of them.  

But he’s a stranger. 

He is a stranger who knows all of my secrets.