"Dear–whoever you are:I’ve gone looking for you, again.I keep thinking I’ve found..."

“Dear–whoever you are:

I’ve gone looking for you, again.

I keep thinking I’ve found you–

find the prettiest mouths and call them

yours. I pin ‘someday’s

on anyone willing to kiss me.

I have a habit that looks

like beautiful girls

waiting halfway across the country, and

boys who take my breath away and then

keep going and going and going.

In my experience, love is a hitchhiker

who tags along for a few dozen miles

and then gets gone

and stays gone.

In my experience,

love is what makes fish

swim upriver.

Dear you–

dear

us,

or what we could be,

or what we will be–

this last one wasn’t you, either.

But I’m still looking.

I haven’t given up.”

- ME AGAIN by Ashe Vernon