I love

I love you.


I know that’s just me

And you

And there are hundreds

Of millions

Of haters

Of hated.


But I love you.


But you’re my best friend.


I love you for phone calls

Across time zones

And recesses walking around soccer fields 

And swearing when bad stuff happens

And playing piano in the forgotten hallway

Well, they forgot

We know.


I would scream

I

Love

You

Into nothing on a cliff yelling to stars

That don’t even know what love is

At people

Who I hope know what love is.


Still,

It’s just me

Loving you

Loving me.


Who knows how far that’ll get us?

Posted in response to the challenge Martin Luther King.

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Popcorn

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14 years old

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