I'M WRACKING MY BRAIN HERE.
WE'VE NEVER MET.
WELL, "MET" MET. BUT I GUESS THIS IS DIFFERENT..
YOU HIT ME UP AND I HIT YOU BACK
YOU STARTED CALLING AND I STARTED PICKING UP
IN AN AGE OF TECHNOLOGY, WHERE ARE THE LINES DRAWN?
AN AT HERE..
A DM THERE..
YOU'VE GOT A WAY WITH YOUR WORDS, AND THAT'S WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU.
I ACTUALLY LOVE QUITE A FEW THINGS ABOUT YOU -
OR MAYBE IT'S THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL
BUT DON'T TRIP
THIS IS NOT LOVE
AS IN, IN LOVE
AND YET
WHEN I DON'T HEAR FROM YOU ALL DAY IT MAKES ME SICK
YOUR MESSAGES, THEY WAKE ME SMILING
NONETHELESS
I THOUGHT THIS ANXIETY WAS MY BODY COMING OFF THE NICOTINE..
WITHDRAWALS, MAYBE
AND THEN I REALIZED
I'M NOT ADDICTED TO NICOTINE.
I'M ADDICTED TO YOU.
YOUR WORDS. THEY SLIDE OFF THE SCREEN AND LEAP STRAIGHT DOWN MY THROAT, ONLY TO PIERCE THROUGH MY HEART.
YOU SAID, "GORGEOUS WOMAN.. KEEP ME ON YOUR MIND"
AND I DID. AND YOU KEPT ME ON YOURS.
I CONFESSED TO YOU THAT I WANT YOU
AND YOU SIMPLY REPLIED, "THEN HAVE ME"
YOUR OBSESSION WITH MY SMILE
YOUR FIXATION ON MY CHEEKS..
MAYBE I JUST NEED YOU TO START AT MY LIPS..
I WONDER HOW YOU KISS
FIND EVERY SPOT ON MY BODY
AND LOOK INTO MY EYES
AS WE
BECOME
ONE.
BUT YOU'RE NOT HERE
AND I'M NOT THERE
MAYBE I'M JUST LONELY
OR CRAVING EMOTIONAL INTIMACY
TWENTY TWO HOURS
SINCE MY IMESSAGE
WAS THEN RELAYED AS A TEXT MESSAGE
LEFT UNANSWERED.
BUT ALAS -
TWO MINUTES
SINCE MY LAST ONE
ASKED ME TO BE HIS NEW ONE
AND I AM LEFT
CONTEMPLATING.............
THIS IS A FLAW OF "MY GENERATION"
WHOM I LOVE TO BLAME
THESE DAYS.
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