someone
is going to love it
they
will love it when you cry over nothing
(and
everything), all at once,
because
they know it’s all too much for you
and
they will love to hold you
when
it’s all too much, they will
think
you’re silly and sad and lovely
someone
is going to love it
when
you sneeze because you’re allergic
to
daisies – such a cliché –
but
you sneeze honestly
and
you like the way it feels
to
be bunched up inside like an accordion
and
then ring out all messy and unraveled
someone
is going to love it
that
you have those sad, dark eyes
and
just one dimple that only shows
when
you smile hard
and
when you laugh hard
(that
ugly loud laugh)
they
will love when it makes them laugh too
someone
is going to love it
the
way you demand a kiss on the forehead
and
a kiss on the cheek; each one
to
be even,
and
the way you say, “I love you”
too
many times
in
a day
someone
is going to love it
how
excited you get when your nails grow long
because
you’ve forgotten to bite them
or
painted them black, again
how
excited you get about dogs
and
that you let them lick your clean face
but
hate when people touch it
someone
is going to love you
the
best and worst bits
because
the worst bits are you too
so
someone is going to hate it
when
you think you aren’t enough
because
you are
all
of you
enough
for someone
