What its about.

I have developed several ways to love you. 
You have developed several ways to teach me about giants. 
The mixing of chemicals and I still can't figure out why you hate summer.
Free spirits, open to judgments. Me and you. 
We only think at night because that's when no one can see. 
All I want is to write a poem as beautiful as you.
Trying for the impossible. 

-K