no offense,

i hope she loves you more than her thoughts could ever build the words.

i want her to hold your hand and laugh when you say the dumbest jokes.

whisper seductive things to make you stay.

i hope you stay.

happy? of course!

i hope she makes your grin stretch so far

you need a gps to find your way back to sanity.

i hope she leaves “i love you” spelled out in magnets on the fridge.

you deserve it! yes, yes, you do.

when you’re on the verge of tears

i hope she’s close enough to catch them just before they hit the floor.

i hope her kiss leaves you drunk and parched.

i hope you yearn, lust, fall so hard

that nor cement, concrete, or bricks could bring you to a halt.

let her be the best thing that’s ever stepped into your life.

memorize every inch from the strands of her hair to the space between her toes.

i hope her taste stains your tongue.

her touch leaves prints on everything.

i hope she tells her friends about you and lets her parents know

you’re the one.

if you both happen to run into me

i’ll smile and chat about my day

ignoring that what she is to you

you used to be to me.

but most of all i hope she breaks your heart.

so she told me to describe her eyes
without saying the color.
so i went, i went on, i went on like this,
veins that live inside my palms.
the acrylic splotches that stain my favorite shirt.
the sky when you told me who you loved
and it wasn’t me.
the paint samples i took and said i wanted the color for the walls of my room
but i took them because they were the closest i could have to you.
forget me nots.
the paper of the letters where i wrote your name again and again.
maybe, possibly, even the ink of the pen.
the bottom half of the milk carton.
the top left button on the downstairs remote.
the neighbors door across the street,
even the parked car i’ve never seen move
that sits beside my bike each day.
the cover of my sketchbook
that i carry around even though it’s been full for seven months.
the nail polish of the girl i chatted with this morning
while i had coffee,
2 sugars 4 creams.
if i could only say three words to describe your eyes
it would go something like
“i” and “miss” and “you”.