From You

*I bet you didn't realize that I've kept every note and letter you've sent my way. Like I said, I guess I'm a bit of a pack rat concerning things that come from you. I bet you didn't realize that your words can be as beautiful as you either. Every love letter you've given me is a poem, and every poem I've given you is a love letter. We reciprocate, love. This is a FOUND poem, made of your words and feelings.
-Sean Allen*

Feels like I haven't seen you
I haven't been there since
I was looking for you
to give you this.

I miss you already;
the outbursts and noise.

Now, here I am,
at my desk writing a
"don't worry, be happy"
letter to my boyfriend.
Hakuna matata.
I love you so much.

I'm good.
Only freaking 2 days left.
I'm not good.
I just hope that dark cloud is gone.
I want you happy:
remember that.

I miss you,
what can I do?
It's okay though
I'm pretty good.
Thinking about all the times
we've had together.

What was my point?
How many points do I get now?
I have come to conclude
that I am sleep deprived.
I am sorry for being so pushy.
To be totally honest:
you drive me crazy.
It was, is,
a good crazy
and that was when I knew.
It is strange to see on paper
what was once in my head.
I really miss you.
Love,