Rudy Francisco - Love Poem Medley

Summary

In this heartfelt monologue, a man confesses his infatuation with a Starbucks barista, detailing his nervous attempts to connect with her and his poetic musings on love. He likens their potential relationship to a series of reincarnations, each ending in separation, and expresses a desperate desire to not lose her again. The narrative is a blend of humor, vulnerability, and a profound longing for connection.

Takeaways

• 💌 The speaker is smitten by a girl working at a Starbucks and is trying to find the right words to express his feelings.
• 😳 He admits to being nervous and not knowing what to say, which leads to a mundane order of chai latte instead of a meaningful conversation.
• 🌟 He uses a vivid metaphor, suggesting that the girl is so beautiful that even God would be proud of His creation.
• 📝 The speaker is not typically a 'love poet' but feels compelled to write about his love for this girl, highlighting her imperfections and natural beauty.
• 🚴 He compares his love to learning to ride a bike, indicating that it's a process filled with fear and recklessness but ultimately rewarding.
• 🌈 He sees her everywhere, in clouds and reflections, showing that she is constantly on his mind.
• 🎻 He poetically describes her eyelashes as violin strings that play symphonies with every blink, emphasizing her enchanting presence.
• 🧊 He confesses feeling like an ice sculpture melting in her presence, illustrating the powerful effect she has on him.
• 🙏 In a humorous twist, he wishes to be her ex-boyfriend's stuntman to do all the things the ex was too afraid to do, like trusting her.
• 🔁 The narrative includes a series of reincarnations, each ending in separation, showing the depth of his desire to be with her.

Q & A

What beverage did the speaker initially order at Starbucks?

The speaker ordered a chai latte.

Why did the speaker enter the Starbucks in the story?

The speaker entered the Starbucks because they wanted to hear the girl's voice, not necessarily for a beverage.

What does the speaker claim about God's reaction to creating the girl?

The speaker humorously suggests that God might have cursed and given an angel a high-five, impressed with his own creation.

What is the speaker's approach to writing about love?

The speaker finds writing about love challenging and painful, with physical manifestations like cramped hands and broken pencils.

How does the speaker describe the concept of true love?

True love is described as endless and imperfect, akin to a supermodel before airbrushing, pure and as intended by God.

What simile does the speaker use to describe their love for the girl?

The speaker compares their love to learning how to ride a bike without training wheels or elbow pads, indicating a fearless yet cautious approach.

What does the speaker wish to be in relation to the girl's ex-boyfriend?

The speaker wishes to be the girl's ex-boyfriend's stuntman, doing everything the ex-boyfriend was too afraid to do, like trusting her.

What recurring theme is present in the speaker's dreams about past lives?

The recurring theme is that the speaker always finds the girl but is unable to sustain a relationship with her, leading to death or separation.

What does the speaker do to try to reconnect with the girl across different lives?

The speaker leaves notes, carves their names in trees, and whispers her name in the wind, hoping to jog her memory or reach her in some way.

Why does the speaker hold the girl's hand tightly at times?

The speaker holds her hand tightly because he fears losing her again, as he has experienced loss in his dreams across multiple lives.

What advice did the speaker's mother give regarding finding the perfect woman?

The speaker's mother advised that when he finds the perfect woman, he should do whatever it takes to ensure she stays with him.

Outlines

00:00

💌 Love's First Encounter

The speaker humorously and poetically confesses his infatuation with a girl working at a Starbucks. He admits to being nervous and awkward, initially ordering a chai latte just to hear her voice. He expresses his feelings through vivid metaphors, comparing the creation of the girl to God's own satisfaction. The speaker's struggle with articulating his feelings is evident as he describes the physical pain he experiences when trying to write about love. He likens love to an unedited supermodel, pure and imperfect, and shares his desire to write a poem about the girl, focusing on her beauty and the impact she has on him. The narrative includes a playful and imaginative series of reincarnations, each time seeking her out, culminating in a dream where he dies and is reborn just to find her again.

05:01

🤝 The Fear of Losing Love

In this paragraph, the speaker conveys the intensity of his fear of losing the girl he loves. He apologizes for sometimes holding her hand too tightly, a physical manifestation of his fear of losing her. He shares his mother's advice about doing whatever it takes to keep the perfect woman by his side, indicating a deep commitment to ensuring their relationship endures. The paragraph concludes with a heartfelt expression of gratitude, suggesting a moment of sincerity and vulnerability in the speaker's pursuit of love.

Keywords

💡Chai Latte

A chai latte is a beverage made with black tea, milk, and a mixture of aromatic Indian spices and herbs. In the script, the speaker mentions ordering a chai latte as a pretext to approach the girl, indicating his nervousness and the beverage serves as a metaphor for his initial attempt to connect with her.

💡Love Poet

A love poet is an individual who writes poetry focusing on themes of love and romance. The speaker refers to himself as 'not much of a love poet,' yet he expresses his feelings through poetic language, suggesting that his emotions for the girl are profound and complex, akin to the depth of poetry.

💡Braille

Braille is a tactile writing system used by people with visual impairments. The speaker humorously states that he writes his poems in Braille to illustrate the idea that love is felt rather than seen, and that true love is experienced deeply, beyond mere physical appearance.

💡Supermodel

A supermodel is a highly successful and well-known fashion model. The script uses the term to compare real love to a supermodel before airbrushing, suggesting that love in its purest form is unaltered and authentic, just as a supermodel is naturally beautiful without digital enhancements.

💡Scar

A scar is a mark left on the skin after a wound or injury has healed. The speaker mentions falling for the girl and how his 'scars can tell the story,' using the metaphor to express that the emotional journey of love, with its ups and downs, leaves lasting marks, much like physical scars.

💡Violin Strings

Violin strings are the strings on a violin that produce sound when played. The speaker likens the girl's eyelashes to violin strings, suggesting that even the simplest actions, like blinking, are filled with beauty and create a profound impact, similar to the music produced by a violin.

💡Hopscotch

Hopscotch is a children's game where players hop through a pattern of squares marked on the ground. The speaker describes his heart as playing hopscotch inside his chest when he sees the girl's name on the caller ID, indicating a return to a childlike state of excitement and joy.

💡Pharaoh

A Pharaoh was an ancient Egyptian ruler. In the script, the speaker imagines past lives where he and the girl had different roles, including one where he was a slave to a Pharaoh and she was the Pharaoh's daughter. This illustrates the depth of their connection, suggesting a timeless love that transcends different lifetimes.

💡Caterpillar

A caterpillar is the larval stage of a butterfly. The speaker uses the transformation of a caterpillar into a butterfly as a metaphor for his own transformation and growth in love, and how even the smallest, most delicate moments, like landing in her hand, can have a profound impact.

💡Kick Drum

A kick drum, also known as a bass drum, is a large drum used in music. The speaker envisions a past life as a kick drum and the girl as a snare, owned by a drummer, suggesting a harmonious and rhythmic connection in their relationship, much like the synchronized beats of drums.

💡Bus Fare

Bus fare is the cost of a ticket for a bus ride. The speaker uses the metaphor of using coins as bus fare to return to Earth in search of the girl, emphasizing his determination and the lengths he would go to in order to be with her, even transcending death.

Highlights

The speaker confesses not being a stalker despite how it might seem, emphasizing their nervousness.

The speaker initially entered the Starbucks to hear the girl's voice, ordering a chai latte out of nervousness, despite not knowing what it is.

A poetic metaphor is used, imagining God cussing for the first time and feeling proud after creating the girl.

The speaker has spent five days trying to figure out how to introduce themselves to the girl.

The speaker expresses difficulty in writing about love, often experiencing physical discomfort as a metaphor for love's challenges.

The speaker writes poems in Braille, symbolizing love's blindness and its endless nature.

Love is compared to an airbrushed supermodel, with true love being pure and imperfect as intended by God.

The speaker describes learning to love as similar to learning to ride a bike—scared and reckless, resulting in scars that tell the story.

The speaker imagines seeing the girl's face in every cloud and reflection, and hopes the poems could bring her closer.

The speaker admires the girl's beauty, especially on ugly days, and likens her eyelashes to violin strings playing symphonies.

Whenever the speaker sees the girl's name on the caller ID, they experience a childlike joy, comparing their heart to playing hopscotch.

A unique metaphor is used where the speaker wishes the girl could turn back into one of their ribs, so they wouldn't have to spend a day apart.

The speaker imagines their first love poem would be about the girl, despite not being a love poet.

The speaker dreams of reintroducing themselves to the girl after walking backwards through various past lives and missed connections.

The speaker recounts several past lives where they tried and failed to connect with the girl, highlighting a deep sense of longing and persistence.

A strong emotional moment is conveyed when the speaker admits to holding the girl's hand too tightly out of fear of losing her again.

The speaker concludes with their mother's advice about doing whatever it takes to keep the perfect woman next to you, emphasizing their determination.

Transcripts

- to the girl who works at Starbucks down the street from my house on Del Mar Heights Road. Swear to God. I'm not a stalker

That's the title

When I asked you for a chai latte

What I meant to say was

I was walking past, I saw you in the window

To be honest, I only came in here because I had to know what your voice sounded like

Instead of saying that I got really nervous and ordered the first thing on the menu

I Don't even know what chai is

or a latte for that matter

I imagine that when God made you

I bet he cussed for the first time

I bet he turned to an angel gave him a high-five and said "God damn, I'm good"

Or "Me damn, I'm good" cuz he's like God right

I spent the last five days trying to figure out how I'm gonna introduce myself to you properly. I finally figured it out

it's gonna be something like

Hi

That's all I got so far, uh

But I think it's a good start

I'm gonna be honest

It's not often that I find myself eager to write about love. In fact every time I try to write about love

My hands cramp

Just to show me how painful love can be

Sometimes my pencils break just to prove to me that every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned.

I heard that love is blind

So I write all my poems in Braille and my poems are never actually finished because true love is endless

I've always believed that real love is kind of like a supermodel before she's airbrushed

It's pure and imperfect just the way that God intended

I'm gonna be honest. I'm not much of a love poet

But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I was gonna write about love

my first poem

It would be about you

About how I love you the same way. I learned how to ride a bike

Scared

but reckless

With no training wheels or elbow pads, so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you

I'm gonna be honest. I'm not much of a love poet

But if I was I'd write about how I see your face in every cloud

Your reflection in every window you see I've written a million poems hoping that somehow

Maybe some way you'll jump out of the page and be closer to me. See I'm not much of a love poet

but if I was I'd write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful even on days when everything around you is ugly

I'd write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies

Every time you blink. if I was a love poet

I'd write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture every time I hear the vibration in your voice and whenever

I see your name on the caller ID

My heart plays hopscotch inside of my chest

it climbs onto my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again and I was gonna sound weird but sometimes

I prayed that God somehow turns you back into one of my ribs just so I would never have to spend an entire day without

you

And I swear I'm usually not a love poet, but if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I was gonna write

about love

my first poem

It would be about you

And after all of that she was like

"But how do you feel about me?"

And I said

Put it like this:

I want to be your ex-boyfriend's stuntman

I want to do everything he never had the courage to do

(audience: wOoaOh)

Like trust you

See last night I had a dream. In this particular dream

I died in my dreams awoke not knowing I was still asleep and decided to walk see that night. I walked in my sleep

I slept in my Walker walk backwards until I saw you for the first time and I could barely

Muster the courage to introduce myself all over again. You see I've been trying to find the right words

I've been trying to take the right steps to it seems to me like thousands of years

But something always seems to go wrong between us we lived in Egypt

I was the Pharaoh's slave you were his daughter loving you led to my death

They claimed I seduced you and after they stole my life. I was resurrected as a Mason

I made the foundation for your house. We met eyes for two seconds. You left and I didn't see you again until I died

I came back as a caterpillar. I turned into a butterfly

I landed in the palm of your hands, you brushed me away and the rejection killed me. When I woke, I was a kick drum

You were a snare

We were both owned by this drummer named cozy : when he died

So did we but I came back just to look for you

I left notes and random places hoping that you would stumble across them

I carved our names in trees and then prayed that it would jog your memory

I whispered your name in the wind hoping somehow

Maybe some way my voice would reach you but it didn't and I died. I died early

I died young with bread crumbs in my hand

Just hoping that you would find me but you never did so they buried me. When they buried me

They put these coins over my eyes and I used them his bus fare to get back to earth just so I could look for

you

That's why

That's why sometimes when we hold hands

every so often I hold on a little too tight, and I'm sorry

I just don't want to lose you again

My mother told me when you find the perfect woman

You got to do whatever it takes

To make sure she stays next to you

Thank you.