You were always glistening
People fell in love with you easily, and rightfully so
Your voice sounded like warm maple syrup and red berries and your words flow like earl gray into a cupÂ
You wear vibrant, enticing colors so people are attracted to you like a bee to buttercups
But it wouldn’t matter what you wore, they’d still rush in
Your voice tastes like cherry and you always seem sincere
You’re not supposed to use always in writing but it seems appropriate here
You even sign off with the word, sincerely, and unlike most people you actually mean it
I don’t know what possessed meÂ
To resent you for the things in which you have no control
You cannot help but pull people in with your sweetness and your quick replies
And the small pieces of mystery you leave behind
You are not to blame for being wonderful with kids, you raised the, to be enticing as you
You can not change that your worst days are my best, and your failures are equivalent to my success
The world would cry collectively if you were to change
They would cry until their lungs gave out and their eyes were empty wells
When you’re gone, we know
And when you’re around we beg for you and your presence to be everlasting
I hope that nothing runs deep enough to touch your heart, wounds it impermeableÂ
I will try my best to resist resentment, because there is no real use for it now
Nor any reason for me to grieve having you in my life
Expecting you to stay forever seems like a fairytale or something torn out of a children’s book
The two grow old together and plant a garden
I hope we plant a garden
-B