You know how everything about falling in love
feels cheesy
until you’re in it?
And then you’re just
too busy racing their heart against yours
to care?
Here is a cheesy thing:

October is the month I fall in love.
It’s true.
So many years in a row
that I’ve called it Magictober.

And so this year I came looking
when October rolled around
for love in the corners
and under the leaves.

Magic abounds
but always in that mischief way
that laughs at you while it dances.

I have woken up in bed
with this year’s love
every day this month
and fallen more deeply, like clockwork
like a train on schedule.

Only this time, the lover was myself.

It’s true
that everything about it is cheesy
But I’m too busy thanking God
for this too-tender heart
She gave me
to care.