Not rugged or Brave

I never wrote a poem for someone and id never write this for some boy.
 This is not about some boy.

 Its about the monsters under our beds we convinced that covers and hall lights would mark us invincible AGAINST As we learned that broken glass could split a home in two at least when it comes from things as valuable as grandmas china ware and your little sisters sippycup mentality.

 We learned its finding scattered bobbypins on his bathroom sink that do not belong to you…that split a home in two This is not about a boy. Not the boy your mother met in a new York bar not the boy you fell so hard for your scraped knees wont even forgive you for it. But if you asked me.

 I would stretch the world out before us tugging at the flesh of its entirety and say tell me where you’ve never been. And I will use every last ounce of energy I got to take you where you never had the courage to go alone. Even if you were everything ive always been afraid of. There are no longer monsters and bedtime ghost stories but the memory of you casting shadows on sidewalk drawings done up by childhood neighbor boys.
 The way it was “once summer “now it seems like we don’t know what summer feels like we haven’t been home in so long even the smell of cigarette smoke is enough to remind us what our mothers voice sounds like. This is not about a boy.
Even if it were it wouldn’t be about you because you remind me of my father. Not because your rugged or brave…its because nobody gets your humor and you embarrass me 9 out of 10 times at the grocery store. So if you asked me…to take your hand when we step off the rocks with a hundred feet to drop itd fall two steps faster just to be sure youd have something to land on.

But Id know to walk home alone when its over and done because ive watched two houses fall apart more fragile then origami paper wings. This is about the monsters that we thought went away when we turned 13. Nightlights do not protect you from your own demons dear.

 But if you had only one favor to ask and you asked it of me Id do just about anything to let you know where I stood