It was cold in your dorm.
I choked on my silences.
I felt unwelcome,
and briefly— desired.
You walked me to the stop,
Said I was almost running—
As I waited for my bus,
the plastic bench felt cozier.
It was cold in your dorm.
I choked on my silences.
I felt unwelcome,
and briefly— desired.
You walked me to the stop,
Said I was almost running—
As I waited for my bus,
the plastic bench felt cozier.
