Is it rude to ask
if someone loves you?
I want to
No, need to,
know if you love me.
Cause I know I love you
and your songs and
your laugh and
that look that turns my insides over.
And I want to ask you,
and tell you.
But first, I need to know
Is it rude to ask
if someone loves you.

They* wonder why I am
so safe around them,
but willing around *you.
I realized I feel safer,
and happier too,
with  you.
It lets me wander,
and be out of the blue,
feeling safer
here and there with you.

Why, I don't understand.
Why, me of all people?
Because.
I tilt my head.
you're interesting.
I'm interesting?
But I stay quiet
as he chokes on the words,
the words we don't say,
won't say.
Shut Up.*
He just smiles;
He's contagious.
I smile,
shove him gently
And let it go.

Remember the staring?
Tense, but not unpleasant.
Remember the silence?
awkward, and shy.
Remember the laughing?
bubbly, and surprised.
Remember the shock?
at our growing relation.
I do.
Almost perfectly
As perfectly as we were
*so really not at all.

Everything was right before,
but lonesome after.
One of us is always leaving.
We'd fall asleep together.
and wake up alone.
Lets just say:
If it's love,
we are each in love alone.