I’m learning the new language of love
It’s cloudy and I’ve only
broken sentences
already-fluent in the tongue of
drunk hook-ups and
meaningless touches and
compromised endeavors and
disguised intentions

I have never felt what I was promised
I want to bathe myself in it
showers
pools
seas
of infatuation
if it exists

desperate for affection
addicted to the idea
that a soul could long for me

craving something
anything

unreliable arousal
am I unfairly deprived?

maybe I didn't want to kiss you
maybe it just didn't feel right
your hand up my top
and your other on my thigh
maybe it felt strange
maybe I preferred us as friends
maybe it was foolish to think
that a boy and a girl
could just be friends
maybe I was wrong

two lonely hearts
      who mistook
            their pain
               for love

Why won't you say a single thing?
One word.
So I can understand
what you're going through
or how much of it is true

The things people tell me
make me hurt for you
I mean
You can't eat, You can't sleep,
You can't even grieve
What DO you feel?
How often does this repeat?

If you can reach
I want you to grab my hand
I can pull you out
But you have to be on your feet
Understand?

I don't like you
You don't like me
But if it's you I'm without
I doubt...

Please!
Be tame
Help me help you
We're one and the same

You know my name