Well, the time has ended
I won't see him for a while
Now what?

Do I text him everyday?
Do I wait for his texts?
What do I do?

I'm so confused what to do now


Now what?

This state of limbo is the calmest and scariest place to be.
Where all of these decisions seem to matter long before they've been made.
And here I am just staring down the possibilities...

I can stop you know.
I have self control and that is something I can be sure of.
But even now, what are we supposed to do?

I'll start with saying this:

I'm not going anywhere.
I am not a guarantee for what you might want, but I won't leave.
I can't.

So here's what I propose:

Stop. Think. Act.

And sure, that's brutal honesty, and it's not easy.
But you've got an iron will do you not?

For now...
Just watch some TV with me.

Please?

Look, I never said I was that smart.
I say stupid stuff all the time.
It's not like I'm always awake.

I'm rewriting my life story.
Impossible?
Maybe.
But we all wish some parts of our lives were different.

I'm rewriting my DNA make my skin less red, my spine less curved, my mind less distracted, to make my body hurt less.

I'm rewriting my backstory, one where I didn't worry about much other than my life at home. I never told anybody how dangerous my life used to be...

Love is exaggerated
and
intimacy is over rated.
Oh wait!
Maybe it was the first,
maybe... it was her,
Maybe it's misplaced,
but by gosh! the movies
are definitely wrong.

Catch my sight
Heart leaps
Goosebumps form
I saunter over
Intentions in mind
You shy away
Just out of reach
All hope is lost
Why do I even try?