I'm Not A Love Poet, by LeAnne Campbell

I was born on July 6th, 1999.

That makes me a cancer.

I don’t know what that means,

But about a week before I met you

I remember seeing a post on Facebook that a Cancer’s significant other is a

Capricorn.

Now, according to google,

“Capricorn and Cancer are opposite signs in astrology;

Compatibility between opposites is often good as they provide a special balance of qualities,

Each offering something the other lacks.

In this case,

Cancer is a deeply emotional and intuitive sign,

Whereas Capricorn is cool, practical and logical.”

What the hell/

Who the hell

Is a Capricorn?

A Capricorn is someone born between December 22^nd--January 19th

When I met you, I didn’t know when your birthday was

But come to find out, It’s December 24th, Christmas Eve.

Damn, you’re a Christmas miracle,

And damn, was google right when it said that Cancers are deeply emotional.

That explains why

I’m writing this poem about you.

That explains why, within a month,

I was the first to say “I love you”

Even when you said you wanted to take things slow.

It’s been a month

And I still say, “I love you” all the time

Even when all you say is,

“I know, I really like you too.”

Damn, I swear I’m not a love poet,

It’s just

You.