FOR HER: Falling into productivity at first sip
Is a bit like falling in love,
It requires lavender matcha lattes
And splitting a flaky croissant
An even 70/30
Without a second thought
Because the person across from me
Is enough to sate the endless hunger
That used to keep me up at night
Whispering, “You are not enough”
FOR HIM: Today, chasing after my dreams is easy
In softly lit cafes draped in green vines
Smile and sip my way down a checklist
Calculating my productivity by cups of matcha consumed
And the 22 poems I have left to write
Sometimes he looks at me with gentle eyes
And says, “I want to be you when I grow up”
Even though he has years on me
Even though I wonder what he’s doing with me
Even though I got the bigger half of the croissant