| Boys |
I fall in love with boys who
hide their feelings under their
beds; they know that hearts
break and create the real monsters.
The boys who talk mean
but love so sweet if only
you could break them open
to see all that sweetness spill
onto you. They need so much
reassurance; it can be exhausting
but you can't go to sleep at night
without hearing them breathe.
I fall in love with the boys
whose insecurities could eat
them alive. The ones who
wear baggy hoodies and
skater shoes; their long hair
covers their thoughtful
and deep eyes. I could swim in
them; I could find peace in them.
I fall in love with the boys who
cry. The ones who write rhymes
to try to toughen up all the
feelings they wish they could
throw away. The ones with the piles
that they put around their heart
hoping to keep everyone out
except maybe the one.












