I don't want to write because all my words are about you. It's becoming embarrassing...this was not supposed to happen. I'm strong. I don't need a man. I don't need you.
But I can't stop wanting...not just to be with you. I want to make you smile. I want to know how you are, if you had a good day...If you found her.
But, I'm not allowed in more than momentarily. Sometimes, you open a window and tell me everything!
But, you always promptly shut it and draw the blinds. It's not just that I dream of your lips or your eyes or your strong hands and big heart.
But, I do dream of them. It's that I can't stop caring and worrying about you, even if I'm not often on your radar. I want to write something meaningful, something other than this pathetic angst! I try and I can't!
But, I will.
JYM
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