this one will be a little rougher

I have ten million things on my mind, like why In-N-Out puts Bible verses in places no one will find them, like who the hell was robert frost and what makes a good poet, what makes a good haiku? i could write about snow in seventeen syllables and use clever adjectives does that make me an excellent haikuist? how are any of us famous anyway? like this: eating and sleeping. seems real simple when its not. see, you eat less you're liked more but there's a certain line where youre not, and youre just not. and sleepings alright, no one really cares about your dreams, only bout who youre dreaming next to. and then there's you, you weird, robotic soldier who never dreamed. i don't know. finding me has been such a journey, and i can say with real confidence that i'll be able to smile when i see you without crying an hour later. im a crier, so what. because i mean it and meaning it is better than not crying at all when you wanna, and not crying is good in certain places like courtrooms but not where i live, never where i live. its strange how often i think of you and i barely know you and i wonder if you like picnics or if you'd understand what i meant by 'the greatest thing you'll ever learn...' some famous sailor once said something like, 'be afraid if your dreams have come true because then you have dreamed too little.' babe, im terrified. because youre the dream that no one's supposed to have, but everyone does, and maybe youre too good for me [not in that self-pitying way, but in that you-know-how-to-be-alone-and-maybe-i-don't way] but all i want to do is hold your hand and talk. i want to chase the daylight with you and climb buildings and laugh, like how i do with them and not with that them but the good them, the kind that would like you, the kind that you would like. they say when youve found your soulmate you just know, but ive wasted too much time knowing and not enough time trusting—i think youve figured that one out though. like that one poet's piece about misspellings and bad handwriting, when v's become k's its alright because then all youre saying is 'i want to live you' and you know, right now that makes more sense than the alternative. because i do want to live You with you, because You's the only thing that's ever mattered and i've always known and never wanted to; thank you for showing me the world again. Thank you, and You.