Somebody else is
Holding you close now.
Falling asleep
To the sound of your voice now.

Do you dance in the rain?
Slowly and sweetly through tears.
Do you kiss on the train?
The hushed comments of jealous strangers never reaching your ears.

Do they laugh with you?
Weep with you?
Get drunk
Party and
Sleep with you?

Are they loving you in the way
I could not seem to muster?

Do you love them
Yet?

Sometimes I am overcome by
A feeling.

Unsure of what it
Is
Or how to
Process it,
I lie
In bed
All day.

Mother doesn't want a frantic beauty

So I've been thinking.
I love you.

Okay but you all really expect me to go to school from the age of six all the way to 23 and then just jump into a full time job like hello?

You've got me feeling
Some sort of
Something.