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I Like Your Weird: A Love Poem for the Specific

A love poem about the specific, personal kind of love — written for one person, but true for anyone who's ever genuinely been seen and cherished.

A love poem in praise of weirdness. Written for one person, but probably true about anybody who’s ever genuinely been loved.

I like weird people, places, and things
But I like your weird the most
It’s unlike anything I’ve encountered
There’s only one of you, and that’s what I love most

Someone may remind me of a mannerism
Or maybe they say something you once said
I love that their weird makes me think of your weird
It reminds me of our connection to everyone

I can’t help but wonder about my own weirdness
If anyone else shares my quirks, my idiosyncrasy
My habits, my fears, my dreams
I hope it impacts someone the way yours did to me

Being seen for the parts that are specifically yours — not the smoothed-out version, the actual weird ones — is a particular kind of relief. The poem is a small thank-you for that.

— JTC

Stay close to the words.

New verses, twice a month. No spam — just words built to linger.