Whenever my friends post
wedding photos on Instagram,
I’m too ashamed of not
putting myself out in the world,
crossing my fingers if I find
the lucky one.
But I want love.
The kind where it doesn’t live in daydreams,
and he comes out looking like
RM from BTS in a tuxedo,
stretching out his hand for mine as
we dance beneath string lights
and NAO sings our song
i want the kind of love
where even if i stutter a word or two
he still hears me.
I want the kind of love
that when it breaks my heart,
I still think about him
whether he’s gone for 5 minutes
or for too long.
the kind of love
where I just want him in my life
friend or lover,
forbidden or meant-to-be.
I want the kind of love
where it’s warm
that I feel at home.
Royal Rose 