To The Boy I Can’t Love,There is Nothing Wrong With You

There is nothing wrong with you
Sending your just-woke-up look
When you had hungover
It would have been cute
Because I enjoy receiving photos
But…

There is nothing wrong with you
Sending 2…3…4… messages in a row
Getting my attention, hoping to talk to me
I would have replied
Because I like long conversations
But…

There is nothing wrong with you
Wanting to share a night cap with me
Or a long drive somewhere city lights can’t reach
It would have been a lovely night
Because I’m down for night drives, belting out my favorite songs
But…

There is nothing wrong with you
Inviting me over for dinner over and over again
Or movie at your place on late afternoons
It would have been our thing
Because I’m such a homebody, too
But…

There is nothing wrong with you
Sending flowers and hoping to take me out on a proper date
Or a picnic in an open field while the sun set
It would have been worth my time
Because I secretly want to make memories like that
But…

There is nothing wrong with you
Asking me to spend meaningful moments with you
Professing feelings and sealing it with a kiss
It would have meant a lot
Because I dig people with good intentions
But…

My heart is just somewhere else

Somewhere neither uncertain nor concluding
Between occasional loneliness and hopeful sparks of joy

Somewhere where longing and satisfaction co-exist
Neither whiling away time nor in a rush

Somewhere where love is solitary but not unrequited
Shared but not the same in degree or likeness

Somewhere where
you’re not

There is nothing wrong with you
You’re just simply in a place I just left

I am somewhere where things are meant to be enjoyed
not explained.

Sorry
You just arrived a little too late.

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