One of them included this poem, which seems to be all about a crush on a girl. I don't remember which girl though. It seems too light and happy to be about The Woman (more about her in another post), but it seems to have been someone... someone with a boyfriend. Maybe someone I studied with regularly... According to the text file, I wrote this on March 15, 2003.
Yellow sunshine in my brainThe poem feels so familiar... I still have the ability to just kind of sit with feelings of happiness even if I know that I'll never be able to act on those feelings. I think that's sort of where I must have been when I wrote this. Intoxicated, but willing to just put the infatuation in a drawer next to all my other crushes.
scattered rainbows
contacts falling out
so bouncy
running down the halls, the urge to do a cartwheel
but hesitate.
So shy.
The ink smeared on my study-guide looks like art
I can stare at it, and see the future
or the past
so pretty
I'm the sunshine
and the raindrops
that together
make me queer.
My mood, so high
I could be a substance
sought after by
your girlfriend
And she would be my girlfriend
after that.
My head is a happy cloud
light-colored, headed
believe me not
I'm not on fire
Just happy.
I want to capture this
and put it in a solution
next to my old syringe
for a rainy day.
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