I'm terrible at writing love poems.
Somehow I always manage to forget this.
But I suppose for someone who spends
unallotted time writing about losing things
I'm not surprised I find it challenging
to write about something so completely found.
It's difficult to write about everything
when you're used to having absolutely nothing.
I think that if I was going to write a bad love poem,
I'd say something about flowers and the weather,
the colors of seasons and the ocean,
and maybe I'd mention your eyes.
However, having no inclinations for
the naturistic parts of love and
remembering I've never looked into your eyes,
I think I must resort to love's other aspects.
Another way to poorly write a love poem
is to talk with an abundance of melancholy
about all we've "been through together" and
how "all I need" is you, or something else
melodramatic and loaded with sugary sweet
romantic clichés about journeys and such,
using words like "us" and "forever".
However, I will write neither of those.
I want to write about what a struggle this is,
a complicated relationship with complex problems
that sometimes we dare not face. I have a friend
who says that a complicated relationship is
like a cupcake. I'm not exactly sure
what he meant by that statement,
but I like cupcakes. So despite everything,
the trouble we're too cowardly to start,
the arguments kept at bay, and all
the differences and conflicting elements,
I'm really enjoying the frosting and sprinkles.