Joolabird

I have no interest in dishonesty

Nor do I like keep things hidden

So

Julia

You are the reason I started actually writing poems

And I'll be honest

I sometimes get crestfallen to know

Mine will never be yours

Which I know is unhelpful 

Since my aspirations differ anyways

But the feeling you can portray so simply

Is much more than admirable

And at this time

When I'm homesick to the point of hurt

Your glorification of the beautiful home we share

Makes me realize I must go back

So in two vast ways

You have helped me greatly

Most likely without realizing

And since

I have no interest in dishonesty

Nor do I like keep things hidden

I figured I ought to tell you

Thank you