Ginger
I first recognized you as a brother of a friend
But it wasn’t long before
I dissolved your identity from hers.
We talked for hours on end
About school, t.v. shows, and friends
I met you that night
When you picked me up from downtown
At 3 a.m.
It wasn’t too long that we realized we had clicked
From hours of laughing
The countless stories
Some funny
Some sad
Some funny, only because they’re so sad.
I stared at you the whole time we sat across from each other
I noticed that your eyelashes match
The color or your hair
But your eyebrows do not
Ginger it was,
Although you hated that
And wanted it to be called blonde
But I thought how it was so beautiful
To have those long ginger eyelashes
I’ll never forget the night
We sat in your room
And talked about our childhoods
When I told you a secret,
You asked
“How many people have you shared this to”?
A handful
But I wanted me telling it
To be special for you
You listened to my problems
Every last one
And to cope with your recent breakup
You made me feel that my presence was enough.
Yes, presence was plenty
We lived in spontaneity
Never having plans
No itinerary
Just the company of each other
Was all that was necessary.
Then I told you how I felt
And you did not feel the same
So I was left to worship you like a god
But unable to love you like a partner
“I don’t want to feel limited”
You said
“Wondering if you’ll stop talking to me
If I talk to other girls”
I do not want to validate your fears
So I say to save face
“I can get over you”
But the attempt to knock you down
Gave you an answer to a question
I didn’t know you had
“So you liked me a lot”
I was leaving the car we were talking in
And I muddled over what I wish I could have said
Like and love are two different things
I do not love you enough to want to see you happy
With someone else
I do not love you enough to stay sold in your life
No matter what
And I do not love you enough to work so hard
To get you back
But yes, I liked you a lot
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