I Miss All My Exes

I miss all my exes Who open car doors Light nag champa in the living room Burn mixtape CDs, cook veggie burgers with Lawry's, lemon pepper everything Who recite plots of movies, oil my scalp, massage my neck Who remind me to wear my bonnet, who wear my bonnet Brush teeth with me, pray for me Bring me a cool glass of water in the mornings Who smell like cannabis smoke, argan oil, rosewater, sweat Who bring me two kinds of flowers Who bring homemade salads to my grandma’s house Who wash her dishes aftеr family dinner Who drive me to thе airport, who pick me up Who let me pick from their plate, split two meals at the restaurant Who make sure I have winter boots, who work out with me Work with me, who cuddle on the couch, binge watch with me Tell me I'm beautiful, kiss my ears, hold my hand in the car Drive with one hand, drive me to a field of fireflies Drive me to the waterfall, who don't believe what I say about the stars, but listen anyway Who don't believe what I read in the cards, but ask anyway Who talk to God in a different language, who don't Who write poems, who hold the guitar neck tender in their palm, who have too many pairs of shoes Who meditate with me, who yell too loud Who drink too much, who finesse the government Who take good photos of me Why I look at the camera like I'm in love Why I always stay longer than I should I never left any one of them, not really I just went somewhere new