I couldn’t watch you anymore it was
a cold night and such a great night
but I’d had it all before with just
one thing missing and you may not
have known it but you handed it
to me and I opened it as though
it was a love letter and I took it in
just the same even though you did
with it what you do with everything
and I hoped you wouldn’t phone it in
but now we’re just pretending and I
can’t help but stick myself back in
to that same situation where there
were no boundaries but some odd
stoic hesitation as I wondered
would you still talk to me if you
knew just how much I really love
you or would you turn away like
you did before when we were
eating and staring and denying so
maybe I would like to know if
there’s any truth in anything
I cannot help but feel when it’s
cold and I’m wondering if you
would lend me your jacket if I
could muster the courage to ask
for it or would you shut my mouth
for me because I’m incapable of
doing nearly anything on my own
and I would deny any such saying
but at some point that night maybe
somewhere between six and nine a.m.
I found myself but I’m not so sure
whether it was in my own arms
or yours but I hope it was
yours.

03/04/2009

Author's Note: My heart belongs to any boy that will do the robot for me

Posted on 03/05/2009
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