un-condition-al /love/

if love was contagious i would've infected you a long time ago,

but instead you made it a game of tag,

only instead of slapping me on the shoulder like kids do-

you pressed your lips to mine and instantly i was it

and i wasn't fast enough to run up to anyone else so now it's just me

playing this game of tag that's turned into hide 'n seek

because i can't find anyone else to fall in love with me.

there's a birthmark on my shoulder-right where you touched me

and mama says it's always been there

but i don't remember seeing it until that night

after we spent the afternoon together running around

like five-year-olds on a play date,

and every so often i rub my grubby thumb along the mark;

if you squint it looks like a heart

but that's probably just me because papa says it kinda looks like cheese.

if this feeling was contagious i'd be stuck in my house for the rest of my life

but it's more like a rare disease because it seems

that only i have bared this illness and not even my friends understand

what's it like when your feelings become your thoughts and your thoughts become feelings.

hopefully this isn't genetic because i don't want my kids to suffer this

but that's if i have any, which at this rate i might not,

because all i want is you.

but you're still hiding and i'm still seeking and there's a trick i remember

from when i was younger,

so i yell "marco"

and wait for you to yell "polo" so i can finally find you-

say how much i love you

but you don't say a thing.

leaving me with words that taste like honey

at the tip of my tongue ready to come out

and tears that are blinding my heart

making it even more impossible to look for you.

god, i'm unconditionally in love with you.