Secret Love

 
There is an angel in my snapchat,
but a devil on my lap,
because of all the confidence I lack,
to back track to a small Midwest town
what feels like it’s missing from a map.
To claim what is rightfully mine,
before I run out of time.

Right now.
And maybe,
Forever and always
You are going to be more than forbidden fruit.
Honey,
 you’re the entire fucking garden.
One that I promised to protect,
only letting the pure in.
But what I want to be more that a guardian.

You are my Juliet.
A forbidden love I was never to confess.
But I’m outside of your window,
pebbles and poetry in hand.
In hopes, this is where we begin