Today
Was nearly perfect
Being close to another person and just breathing in who they are and smiling
I like days like this.
But Desperation
Reared
It's ugly
Head.
The piper must always be paid at the end
Of good
Days.
I wanted it to last forever.
Maybe feel
The curve I noticed
To those lips I saw and I
Liked the way he laughed
When he didn't hold back and I smiled
To see him smile
And I can't deny that smile a word or a thing and I don't know that it's
Safe
To feel
This way.
I want to know things will work out
But they
Can't.