How scary it would be,
To fall into a love
That is not reciprocated

I couldn't sleep tonight.
What kind of **** is that?

You say
We’re moving too fast, and
You aren’t ready for something serious

That’s fine.

But your body speaks another language of magnitude
While we lay on my teensy, tiny mattress for hours
As my vision slows
From the spliff
That we smoked,
We laugh


You don’t have to say a **** thing.
Because your body speaks volumes.


My exclusive, elusive comedian
You say
You might have to abstain from me
For a couple of days
With a laugh

Because things are moving too fast
Because it’s not really a big deal to not speak
Because I don’t like that joke
Because I don’t think it’s a joke

See,
If you wanted slow,

You wouldn’t kiss me with a striking urgency
That makes my heart beat anything but
“slow”

You have a funny notion of this
“slow”


Because the feelings I have for you are alarming
Because our head space is not alike
Because we’re moving way too fast
Because I forgot this isn’t a two way street

Because
“Slow”
Is when you moan my name
And you tell me you adore the sound of “nail” rolling off your tongue
And I agree


Because
“Slow”
Is when my ****** belongs to you
And only to you
Because you said so
Because I agreed


Because
“Slow” is when you tell me
That you are infatuated with my body
Because you know what to say
Because I’m sick
Because you knew that
Because that’s all I wanted to hear

Because I want to know what the ****
Kind of slow this is???

I refuse
To fall victim to a love that is unrequited

And I refuse to expose myself to you
Raw and unapologetic
Because that’s who I am


Because suddenly it’s
“too much”

And I’m
“too young”

and you
“aren’t ready”


But you ****** me
Like you were