to the boy in the yellow house

to the boy in the yellow house

the boy in the yellow house who will always be 3 years older than me

to the boy in the yellow house who i used to play wiffle ball with in his front yard until it was too dark with his 6 brothers

to the boy in the yellow house who never minded if i was there if things got rough next door at home

to the boy in the yellow house who would cross through my yard to come tap on my window and see if i was awake when he couldn’t sleep.

to the boy in the yellow house who’s a freshman in college and i’m only a junior

to the boy in the yellow house who smokes in the baseball field every night with me

to the boy in the yellow house who wasn’t that out there in high school and lives vicariously through me

to the boy in the yellow house who’s always down to go to a party or run around with me “annoying teen girl friends”

to the boy in the yellow house that held me while i sobbed having panic attacks on the floor

to the boy in the yellow house who always looks after me

to the boy in the yellow house who always got jealous when i dated his brother in 8th grade

to the boy in the yellow house who always gets hit on when i bring him to parties

to the boy in the yellow house who i love.