true story. true feelings i guess.


2 am

I walk in
and there you were
coincidence? premeditated?
my head was a flurry with questions to interrogate you with.
all that passed between my lips were smiles and sighs.
I'm unable to utter a syllable
concerning my utmost intrigue
for nothing passes between the gaps in my teeth
other than faulty statements.
I'm probably digging my grave deeper with you
by the day
through our one-two-word awkward conversations
your eyes shift, is that my response?
sir. i walked in
and there you were
if you aren't interested, then
why do i find you?

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