Why I love

To be in love with you:
Your imperfections fall
In all the perfect ways.
My fantasies are memories
And memories are fantasies
With you.
You set my blood on fire
But more—
You’ve been my friend.
My most broken screams
Have reached your ears
And that sharpened boomerang
Of pain
Has gouged your heart
Because of me
And yet…
I know you’ll always care
Because that’s who you are.
I love being
In love with you
Because however hopeless
Us
I still feel more hope
Than when I try to
Crush
This love