This One’s For Carly

You’re the light against the dust,
the hot mess,
and Picasso’s paintbrush.

Fuck you,
for always being right,
and fuck you,
for demanding my sight.

Demanding it with,
with love,
love and that sweet wild smile,
The one I want you to always wear,
No matter how, why, or where.

Just know how much you are,
How very much of everything you are.

Look at you, sitting near me,
Unaware of how you do it so beautifully.
I just know,
I know that everyone who doesn’t know you, Carly.
They all, one day, will surely be sorry.

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