Flower Bed

People look at you and they see all the wonders of the world

You are whitecapping waves in the middle of summer

Destructive to sandcastles but wonderful still

You have so much life living inside of you

Your waves glisten cobalt in the sun

When I look at you

Sitting across from me on the floor of this old book store

You’re sitting with your legs crossed underneath your body

Worn converse on your feet

Dirty black with scuff marks on the toe

Your jeans with rips in the knees

I would normally hate holy jeans

But on you it’s a magnificent concoction

The pocket is almost worn through from your cellphone

And the cuffs are torn

You’re wearing a band tee for some metal band I’ve never heard of

But that’s okay because I know you don’t like any of my music either

Splashes of red to match your cheeks when I compliment you

Black that matches my never changing nail polish and winged eyeliner

On you, it’s perfect

Your hair has grown too long

I miss when it was red

You told me your life was a catastrophic mix of school and skipping homework

I hoped I could turn it into a garden with my love and all the seeds of our moments

Where we could both grow into blooming daisies and daffodils

I would water you

Pick your weeds of self doubt and uncertainty

I will carry my water bottle with me so that when you begin to wilt and wither

I will bring you back again

Because when people look at you, they see hope for a new day

People look at me and they see a dandelion

With soft edges but not valuable enough to keep

I’m sitting across from you in my old black flats

They are wearing through in the heels

Dust covered with a delicate little bow on the toe

My leggings are black with milk chocolate brown dog hair on the calves

My favorite shirt given to me by an amazing person

Paired with a green and blue flannel

As we sit on the floor of this old book store

I can't help but wonder if you are thinking about me how I’m thinking about you

I’m just a weed in your garden and some day you’ll decide to pick me from your flower bed