Sometimes You talk.
Sometimes I listen.
You need ***
and I need company.
We use each other equally.
A relationship
of scheduled appointments
convenience
and need
is all that we are.
You and Me.
You need someone to touch.
I need to feel you there.
Anything to make us forget
life isn't fair.
An agreement.
A compromise.
"Just stay here tonight."
A mutual understanding.
A give and take thing.
But we don't talk about it.
We pretend
that I really like you
and you like me.
Yet we both know the truth
that matter of fact...
We're only a meeting of minds.
We still store our hearts in the phobias
we hide.
May 11, 2010
May 11, 2010 at 6:36 AM UTC
Sometimes You talk.
Sometimes I listen.
You need ***
and I need company.
We use each other equally.
A relationship
of scheduled appointments
convenience
and need
is all that we are.
You and Me.
You need someone to touch.
I need to feel you there.
Anything to make us forget
life isn't fair.
An agreement.
A compromise.
"Just stay here tonight."
A mutual understanding.
A give and take thing.
But we don't talk about it.
We pretend
that I really like you
and you like me.
Yet we both know the truth
that matter of fact...
We're only a meeting of minds.
We still store our hearts in the phobias
we hide.
Copyright © 2009 Jacqueline Ivascu
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