My strong black coffee
Your diluting and defusing
My sweet toothed addiction
Your willing sugar
My delusional romanticisms
Your iron glove snap of fingers
My night time whispers
Your deep undisturbed sleep
The "don't do that"
The not stopping me
The pulling the trigger
The pulling me from the bullet's path
The bleak stares
The intimate gazes
The handcuffed to my heart
The "I know I have the key"
My need for feeling
Your intermittent hugs
My panic
Your calm
My caring too much
Your caring too little
My "I love you"
Your "I loved you"
