here's the thing

you've made my heart stop 4000 times since i've met you

and conditioned my heart to racing for years

now it can outrun the best

you keep thinking you're in love 

but your love is a brand new white t-shirt 

that's dingy after a few hikes and climbs

but you wear it until it rips

my love is satin and it's been passed down

generation to generation

it's been red and blue and yellow once, for a few weeks

and aside from a few stains,

i try to keep it clean

every time i write a poem

it's meant to be about someone else

but it's always about you

one time a boy told me i always smelled 

like sunflowers

and before i thanked him or even blushed

i turned to see if you heard