this week i have spent the night in a boy's bed
twice
and both nights
we woke up together and
made my toes curl
and both mornings after
we laid in bed
and we talked
and kissed
and it felt so good
not because i'm in love with him
(because i'm not interested in that)
but because he makes me feel so
normal
he looks at me like i make sense
and that is the most
comforting thing
i've had yet to feel