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Dave Bonta
My first crush was a statue:
strong and silent, noble
to a fault. Realer
than the dead general
he memorialized, for his triumph
was far less fleeting.
He kept his chin up
no matter what, weathering
every pigeon. His head
was like a moon, blotchy
with seas. As for me,
I didn’t want to be seen
with my head of a beast
like an ass-backwards sphynx.
Small dogs assaulted
the space I’d left
i accidentally wrote a love poem
and gave it to my friend
but i didn't mean it that way
i hope our friendship doesn't end
sometimes I feel like an idiot
and today just proves it's true
i should never had made that poem
and really shouldn't have given it to you
so now i'm crying on my bedroom floor
wishing i could turn back time
cause it'd make me never write it
and i'd forget that note of mine
but time only moves forward
i wish it wasn't so
i'll just stop talking now
and we can both exist- alone
You got a haircut this weekend,
And I noticed it earlier.
I think it's pretty cute, ya know.
I even told you it was cute,
And you didn't argue my compliment.
I meant it when I said you're like a panda-
They're peaceful and kind.
Another reason: I think panda's,
Like you,
Are undervalued.
I don't know why.
Wanna come over to watch Cruella sometime?
I'd hafta do some cleaning and stuff,
But I promise it'd be cool.
You'd like it, I can tell.
So uh...
You know how I said you were pretty?
That was mostly to see how you'd react.
And your reaction-
Confused amusement-
It made me happy.
Actually, that might just be you?
You kinda make me happy.
More happy than anyone else I've talked to.
I think it's because you never look a me like everyone else does-
Like I'm just a bug that they wish would go away.
And-as much as I dislike it
(I'm used to it when I'm in trouble. Never anytime else)-
You actually look me in the eye.
My family doesn't even do that.
Or maybe it's how you don't make fun of me
Fuck it.
I'm sick of staying quiet.
Silence is for when I'm hiding something from my family,
Not my friends.
Just don't make a face or laugh or insult.
Dude, I have a crush on you.
Stop talking to me if you want.
I don't care.
I'm sick of talking and feeling like I'm just annoying you.
You give off the 'I hate this' vibe sometimes.
Well....
Almost all the time.
Sometimes I feel like you don't mind.
Like the time I walked over after the math test,
And I watched your face change into a smile.
Made me feel good,
I saw the way your face changed
When I came over and said hello.
I've never seen a friend
Go from stressed to glad so fast.
It made me feel so good,
Cause that smile was about me.
And it's even better
Because you started the conversation,
Something new you started yesterday.
Thanks for being my friend-
No one else makes me feel more special.
Cause if the nicest boy alive
Sees me as a friend,
Then I think maybe I'm not so bad.
I'm glad I make you smile,
Since it's the cutest thing in the world.
I have 13 poems about you-
That's definitely way too much.
Good thing you terrify me,
Or I'd let you read them all during lunch.
Maybe I should share some-
Is this number 14?
This is how I know
With you I have a thing.
If I thought I was in love
With anybody the past 2 grades,
This is my wake-up slap.
Hey, can you never go away?
Has anyone told you you're cool?
No, I bet they don't
Cause I'm the only one who sees you.
It's a shame I'm all alone
You make me lose my mind.
It's not like you do much,
Just talk and acknowledge me,
But I still think you're one of a kind.
What kind of music do you like?
Rain, sun or night?
Do you prefer the scooter or the bike?
Would you talk to me for the rest of my life?
Can you wiggle your ears,
Or curl your tongue?
Do you like dogs or cats?
Or maybe even bears?
What's your favorite color?
Is it red or yellow or blue?
I'd really like to know,
So please tell me a bit about you.
Can I tell you something weird?
I don't think you're cute.
I don't think you're ugly!
But I do think you're pretty.
You're really nice to look at,
That's what I meant to say.
I'm not very good at phrasing stuff,
So please just bear with me.
How long until I let you read this?
I know someday you will.
Maybe I'll ask you out.
(I'm kinda scared to fail.)
You make me feel like a kid again for a couple of reasons,
First, you're 5 and a half inches taller, and two, that's when everyone still listened.
Hey Parker, I really like you,
Please be nice to me.
Do your eyes follow me
The way mine follow you?
I know sometimes you watch me,
I don't really mind, you know.
Since the day we started talking
My smile's almost always on.
And I see you smiling too
So let's make a pact to never be alone.
You think before you answer,
Which lets me know you hear.
Cause I'm the middle child so nobody cares to see
Just what it is I'm thinking
But you listen to me.
I'm glad we had that fire drill,
The one that gave me the courage to talk to you.
Cause you've become the best part of everyday
Im standing there
Contemplating whether I should talk to you,
I get the courage
But quickly lose it,
Holy heck you're literally perfect