Checklist

Every single box

I made in my mind is checked

by you. You did it.

You met my standards.

Truly, you exceeded them,

but I can’t bear it.

I can’t bear the thought

of losing somebody so

handsome and so kind.

So genuine and

even funnier than me,

which says a whole lot.

So full of life and

love and respect. I can’t stand

thinking about it.

So, instead, I just

pretend like it’s all a joke.

I can’t lose you if

you never really

become mine. For now, you’ll stay

my perfect checklist.