THE BOYS WHOSE NAMES START WITH AN ‘A’

Should I write this one? It’s late now, and my pen already did the magic. I have contemplated this one for so long, but right now, I know something has got to bend, and it’s my ink today.

The boy whose name starts with an A, the sweet boy I liked, hated, loved, and will love. I never asked you if you miss me, and I’d never come around asking that. I was never in the closure school of thought, so I most likely don’t care about what I have concluded in my thoughts; maybe it’s a Bad closure, Good closure, something too far from the truth, or maybe your truth is even worse than my soft thought but whatever, It’s my concluding line. I’ll stick with it.

The boy whose name starts with an A. The young man I admired so much that I shed one tear for how perfectly perfect I think your face is. In all your shortcomings, I couldn’t even notice the ways your imperfections would riot because, in my mind, this love made up for those crooked lines, and I was okay with that. You lovely boy, less than the famous 6ft height that girls my age left as requests on the alter, but I didn’t care. I want, wanted, still want you as long as you planted kisses on my forehead.

The boy whose name starts with an A. The man who stole my heart. Healed it shortly, then broke it afterward. I hope you see your work firsthand, you’ve launched all the creative juices, pouring my heart out on wet pages for millions to see and shame is far gone. I showed you my scars so you could see, then you left a mark beside each one. That’s not even fair.

The boy whose name starts with an A. The man I’d grow old with. Did I forgive you for all the ways you left a crack? Have you promised to fix it from scratch? Are you going to plead? You’d die a little if you came around on one knee, but I’d make sure you didn’t beg for air. I’d save us this time, but first, find me in reality and ask for the part of you I own.

The boys whose names start with an A, the boys we promise to love.

The girls whose names start with an A. Which one of you is coming?

I know the boys whose names start with an A.

Your turn, have you met the boy(s)/girl(s) whose name starts with an A?