Poetry

I don't

I don't want you
Like at all
I don't need you
I'll live
I don't think about you
Not even at night
I don't miss you
You never cross my mind
I don't want to touch you
You would feel bland
I don't want to hold you
We'd fit like two north ends of a magnet
I don't want to run my fingers through your hair
Your hair is raggedy and unappealing
Oh but you don't even know
I do want you
Every part
I do need you
You are my light
I do think about you
Especially at night
I do miss you
Every second of every day
I do want to touch you
I crave every inch of you
I do want to hold you
My arms are only shaped for the ridges of your body
I do want to run my fingers through your hair
I would wash your hair every day if you were to fall unable

-Austin (capycaboose)
an original work