Wanted Dear Scarlett Poem by Andrus Cassian

Hey, hello, how are you
An informal letter in formal fashion
And it's here lies the feeling of stuck
Backed into a corner only at line 4
Guy, breathe
You've done this before
You are literally in the middle of putting together a book of your together exploits
The good and the bad so why is this any harder
The voice in my head asks, tiny little voice
That can barely be heard from the ringing in my ears
It's stopped, the flow of content I had planned
My head in the sand, I didn't mean to take center stage when this play is all about you...Scarlett
Scarlett, there really isn't much I can reiterate when I've said all I am able
If you can believe such a lie
I have lied
Yesterday I to your dismay was acting out of character
Causing a transitional shift in our enclosed dimension
Creating a vast mass of miscommunication
What a sensation
A poor execution of simple conclusion
Ask the right questions to find intellectual conversation, to be a challenge for your presentation
To be seen as more than mundane
To be seen as an intellectual rival than the usual status we obtain
To be different than our norm
Yet i am the master of complication
Piling on rouse after rouse with questions that had no use
Truth be told, you haven't left my mind in 5 weeks time in spare minutes, in working hours
You haunt me, you taunt me, you tease me
Running away, running at the speed of sound
And no matter how far I catch up you switch tracks making it harder
In secret truth, I love this
Feeling like failing, feeling like I'll never be good enough
Feeling like worthless
Because I'll try harder, be faster, become stable, be better
Be...be...be...and then I scream for all the time I spend plotting with you in mind as motivation
I want a better understanding as to why I hold you in such a high regard
I want to better get a grip on how in the world are our outside worlds combine like oil and water yet somehow us as individuals in wholehearted love found this unbreakable chain leading us together
Scarlett Jade, I love you
I just wanted more reasons why
Scarlett Jade, I love you
And wanted to know the answers to these recent sprouting questions
When I asked who you were before you became Scarlett Jade
I wanted to know your history in all details
A superheroine origin to describe how you became who you are today
Maybe if I heard I would….I mean I could...I don't know
It's a jumbled mess in my head for I have all these built up inquiries
How do you breathe?
How do you think?
How do you feel?
How do you sleep?
How are you today?
How are you human when your appearance is so angelic?
Where do you want to live?
Where do you want to be?
Who are your heroes?
Yet do I have a right to know these answers
Do I have the right to begin to ask
When the reason behind this is most likely loneliness; when the reason behind this is most likely jealousy
Maybe I've just been an island for too long and wanted contact
Still it scares just a little inside of this growing feeling of obsession
For I can literally picture an alternate dimension where we've won
Where we live that insane notion of a house, kids surrounded by a white picket fence
An immaculate daydream of epic proportions
Anything better than this incredible longing to see you! ! ! !
This incredible longing...as much as I want to rid myself of it's grip
It is all that I have
That you are well worth chasing
And I guess all I am really saying is
Thank you for stumbling into my world and never tumbling out
For this is the last entry in your book but not the last of our story