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