it’s going to be hard
going back
to the landscape I’ve built up
in my precious memory
adorned with non-existent beauties
and made-up magnificence
aha! but time bends things so beautifully!
and the comparison will be hard.
to deal with, but hey
what I’ve dealt with
has never been easy.
like this girl Hannah
who hailed from Cincinnati
my hometown, I think
I hear it’s pretty there
I know this, actually.
Hannah had an ugly boyfriend
ugly personality, that is
he cheated 1,000,000 times
I heard her cry
her eyes were watering jewels
pressed on my shoulder
on my porch
I listened as best as I could
sometimes it’s best to shut the fuck up
and just listen and understand
hard as it may be
proponent is my favorite word
and this is why I say
“I am a proponent of purpose
of True and Young
and Beauty”
innocence is my not-guilty pleasure
but it’s so hard to achieve anymore
with all this adulthood and lack of adolescence
“but hey”
I tell myself
“I still have it!”
I can have it, haha!
the problem with precious memory
is the distortion of the current
time, I mean
but some things never change
and I’m sure my recollection is true
I miss that girl, man
but I am fine.
she is happy.
this outweighs any romance
see, she is happy
and that actually makes me happy.
everyone says that —
“if you’re happy I’m happy”
but I actually really mean it
she is happy
and I am so happy that she is happy
I don’t really know what else to say
except
I hope this isn’t a boring thing
to whoever reads it
if it is
let me know
and I will try to write something brilliant.
