Settle down with me
Cover me up
Cuddle me in
I remember sitting by my kitchen table, my right knee bouncing up and down as I was looking out the kitchen window to my left. I was waiting for you. I had been waiting for six days.
After you'd told me how everything was going to be alright, you disappeared. Not, like, into thin air. But you left me, just as soon as you'd got there. I told myself that you were coming back, there was no way that you were leaving now. But then again, you did not know me and I did not know you. So why would you come back to a stranger?
I remember how my hands clutched to my coffee mug, the coffee untouched and long gone cold, and I was struggling to keep myself awake. I didn't want to sleep. If I did I might miss you and I didn't want to let you down.
I now realize how bad I must've been, because I had just met you, and only for five minutes, and now you were everything I ever thought about.
I remember giving up, shooting up out of my chair, letting it fall to the floor, before heading towards my couch. You weren't going to show, so I might as well sleep a little, give myself a break.
I remember how I snuggled up on the old brown sofa, lying on my side, head towards the TV which was off.
And I must have dozed off, because the next thing I remember is a pair of warm arms wrapping around my waist from behind, a tickling breath in my neck before a pair of cool lips touched my skin just where my hair meets my neck.
It was you.
Looking back at it, I was insane. I was insanely lonely and in need of just someone to talk to. I shouldn't have let you come and go as you pleased, to lay down with me and hold me when I didn't even know you. But I remember it feeling so right, and so good, because you were there and maybe I wasn't so lost in this world anymore.
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