A heady rush and giddy thoughts
Flow into my mind.
Whenever you’re near, I feel like a school girl
A stupid teenager
Infatuated with the abstract of the feeling that
We, society, the hopeless romantics call love.
I don’t know a single thing about you
Aside from your preference of boxers over briefs
And how you hang the toilet paper so it runs over the top of the roll.
You’re a stranger, yet I’m so damned dependent,
And my mom told me “never take candy from strangers”
But your kiss is so sweet, I just can’t resist.
I’m tired of being a parasite,
Sucking compliments from your mouth, survival contingent upon your existence.
I want to scream, beg you to tell me why this doesn’t seem real.
“What do you want from me? Will this be worth it in the end?”
So many doubts, so many insecurities
Clouding my mind like an ever-present fog in a shitty old horror flick
Is this all in my head?
11 p.m.
Driving to your place at the usual time.
And I know exactly what to do, what to say.
But all resolve is lost when I feel your arms around me
And hear your voice.
“I’ve missed you so much. I’m so glad you’re here.”
Maybe next time…