I’ve been thinking about you lately
you are so complex
yet I tried to master you
over + over again
sometimes in my mind
I try to reverse the ending
and rewind back to the beginning
you were the master of happy endings
until we exhausted the possibilities
what did I miss?
was it a step?
did I forget an ingredient of our love?
I kept the temperature at 350
comforting + warm
so you could make a home out of me
maybe I cut into you too soon
the middle was still mushy
it needed to bake a little longer
I grew hungry
I was impatient
I no longer wanted to wait for you
our love wasn't the type that you could eat raw
we would have grown sick if we kept eating the batter
Our love had to be baked to perfection
Note: This poem was inspired by The Kitchenista’s Lemon Olive Oil Pound Cake. It’s delicious, but a complex recipe sort of like love.