to the next person who will love me
note that loving you
will be like me seeing you
across the street
as I ride a bicycle
without pads or helmets
I'll stop long enough to say,
" goddamn, you're beautiful "
while doing a front flip
because I was too distracted by you
to see that pothole in the middle of the road
I get up
all bruised and bloody
but I wont go to the hospital
because my scars
tell stories of how

I fell for you
I fell in love with you

to the next person who will love me
please
I beg you
please be patient
I have enough baggage to sink
a cargo ship and a cargo plane combined
I have loved humans beings who fed me poison
and told me, " its going to be fine "
I have used every soap known to man
to get their finger prints off my hands
I have scolded every part of me
every time their faces pop up
at every movie and art I see
but hear thee
the next person who will love me
I will love you more than them

to the next person who will love me
I can't promise to buy you a Lamborghini
I can't promise you breakfast in Paris
or lunch in London
caviar on steaks
and steaks on gold plates
I can't promise you
I won't go fat
or bald
or fat and bald
I can't promise you I wont cry
every time I watch Toy Story 3
or if someday I'll stop drinking Turkish tea
but I can promise you
that loving you

will be like riding a swing
I just need a push
and I'll keep going
I promise, I'll keep loving
I just hope I'm forgiven
for the way I'm living
and I will write poetry
that could fill a library
I will inhale you
and hold my breath
until I slowly wither
if it meant I could keep you forever
the only view I'll have
enough to make my heart race
is your beautiful face
whenever we stargaze
because when I fell for you
I did not only fall for you
I stumbled and rolled for you
I yearned and I pined for you
I screamed and shouted for you
I bled through my lungs for you
I painted the skies blue for you

if you will love me,
I'll.