aspirational unavailable perfect

over and over the girl passed by
i couldn’t stop or speak to her
she remained perfect and untouched
i dreamed about her
kissed my pillow brushed my teeth
did pushups every night
hoping she would notice
me

i wasn’t afraid
she was perfect as she was
unreachable
smiling
in the rain
if i had a girl like that
i don’t think i’d accomplish anything
as it is
loneliness has become a friend
words like this a release
escaping into my imaginary world
where we never fight
kisses are plentiful
and she picks out the show to watch
some nights
after her bike ride

10-1-24

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