It would be easier
if I could hate you
or if you hated me
Romeo and Juliet is overrated and
tragedy isn't nearly as
romantic as it seems
so I'm sorry that instead of calling
you I'm stuck in my room again
forever a little boy looking out
at the fireflies and the ambulance lights
whispering no louder than the cicadas
promising that someday, maybe soon,
(maybe forever away), promising,
I will touch the sky
with my bare hands, even,
even if it burns

It would be easier if
I didn't care what your parents
thought of me and you the same
for mine. Romeo and Juliet wasn't
tragedy, but stupidity and
I'm idiotic enough for two,
So I'm sorry that instead of holding
your hand I'm stuck in my room
again - Just a little boy
looking out my window wondering if
Rapunzel stayed in the tower
because at least it was
safe, and, even still, promising,
I will touch the earth
with my bare hands, even,
even if it burns

Rapunzel, Rapunzel
How can the prince save you
you've cut off your hair and don't
you
know?
Princes save themselves or
are you tired of that paper crown?