#superlike

If you've ever had a serious conversation with me on the topic Then you'd know I don't want to get married.

But damn. There are some girls that I just Want to have with me Forever. Marry me. Let's face it all together.

As I go through her picture and Intake everything about her. Most people see pictures and think, "that's attractive" "that's cool"; "eww"; "wtf"; "that's hot"

But me, I see all the trauma that she has overcome The manifestation of beauty she'd made sure to become The light, art, joy and glory that's to come.

So I tap Tap, and tap.

Hearing my heart, as it tells me that It would give up anything to be with you. We are ready to give up everything For you to call us yours; call this dream ours.

And that's dangerous. It always is. You look like a girl I'd give up everything for Just for you to be mine. For you to be mine. For you to be mine. "Love" creates this false perception that people Can be—become your property. And we've all owned into it. So, I guess That's why My past has been hectic, a drama and a lie Confused.

These thoughts go through my mind As I tap Tap, and tap.

(at this part, I was going to say who in this city Would Let you walk through these streets on your own Freedom. Unbounded. But I know it's not like that. I know you'd be targeted by these catcallers Chained to their porch, in front of their buildings.

Chained to nothing with worth)

So I intake the art. Masterpiece. I inhale you with my soul That has fled out of my body, into that screen In a hopeless search.

And I know in the position that I am in There's no hope. No matter how much I search. How much I crave. What (G)god I pray. My blue star has been used And I can't risk an 11-hour wait,

So I tap Tap, and tap

To the last picture. Feeling mesmerized and elevated With reluctant acceptance of being incapable; Stories of defeat.

Knowing that all I can do, In my power, Is swipe right.

Like was it an accident?