Big mac box

poem by: Andrew Dietrich
Written on Jun 26, 2021

Big mac box near the carseat 
Never put that big MacBook on your head in the bed
Wow all the different ways that big mac box could have been used. 
This poem is to make you amused.
Spiders in the sand asking if I can hold your hand. I scared you because I didn't want to use your body. I scared you because I held doors open for you. I scared you because I carried you so sliders couldn't get you. I scared you because I love you. You hide behind pallets and eyeliner. I scared you because I saw your forehead and big eyes the scars on your thighs. I scared you because after showing you I always went to you. You scared me because you never told me the things you were embarrassed  of because you thought I'd hate you. When I think of you I think of that nerd with cat ears who fell and ate shit at her trailer. I've never seen a woman get up so fast to act like she didn't fall. But thats just you. You get up fast to act like your past didn't happen at all. It happened and I love you. All the times I said I see you. I wondered why you would have sadness in your eyes. Like you wanted to say all the bad things but no he knows enough can he just love me with this? Please just let me enjoy this bliss because if I tell you everything il miss my bliss. You never could just realize that with I can look past that past and love you for who you always tried to be and were meant to be. Maybe you could have trusted before evil touched and abused you. Maybe you could have really tried being my bestfriend if we met when you were a cat.... and I was the kid hiding in the snow. Nobody could hurt her when she was a cat hiding on cabinets. Nobody could hurt him when he was hiding in his igloos.  His snow tunnels. They met after a lot of hurt  and tried speed recovering trauma  with love. Love was formed but wounds take a long time to heal. I love you. I never meant to make your heartache I just wanted to make that sad scared kitten turn into a fierce  fearless tiger. I love you. 

 

Tags: Happy, Love,

 

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