Dear God

by Hope McNeal

dear god,

call me crazy but i think this really could be it

that unoriginal, doesn’t make any sense

this is it

call me crazy but god, if i could stare into this woman’s eyes for the rest of my life

if it was up to me

i’d tell you, this was it

but a part of me thinks you already knew that

you see, nothing quite made sense when i met her

like how i could’ve sworn she hadn’t batted an eye at first glimpse

or really even noticed me

but god, why question any of it

when nothing had felt better than realizing

just how perfectly her hand intertwined with mine

that maybe, just maybe

we were made to meet by design

god, correct me if i’m wrong

but what more is there to live for

than mac and cheese at midnight

and stolen kisses when the moment is just right

what more is there to live for than

a deliberate love

a stay up all night laughing until oh shit the sun is rising love

a “you’re safe with me” love

a love that i never asked for

but a love i’d never forgive myself for giving up on love

the kind of love that didn’t have to be proven to anyone else

because if you saw us then you knew

that being next to her made everything else just sort of melt

call me crazy but i just don’t think i’m okay with losing this one, god

and for all the questions unanswered,

i do know one thing

i’ll never find one like her again

so to not believe in her and i

might be the first time i believe in sin

god, i know nothing lasts forever

so call me crazy but i wrote a poem for her today

even though she’s 3,223 miles away

and between me and you..

all i’ve thought about since the day she left

is the day we meet again

so i can look her in her eye

and say call me crazy,

but i think this really could be it.