My Side of the Story Vol. I

129.) Become a Thing

You told me to give you another hug, before we parted ways. I know that is a common act of affection to put on display. But something felt different when you held me this time around. I think about each encounter, like poetry so profound. But then the mean voice, in the back of my head. Says mean things about all the stuff I should have said. But instead you reassured me that you're there if I need anything. Maybe the one thing I need is for us to become a thing.