2 Tequila Bottles

Debonair man

Had I not had a obsession for eyes, I wouldn't have fallen for yours.

Had I not loved art, I wouldn't have fallen for your skills.

I have one foot in the grave for your love and you don't even know it.

If you do, then what are you waiting for?

Break me, so I can glue myself and not wait for the anxiousness of the disappointment.

I have one foot in the grave because of a debonair man.

Had I not felt your gaze on me at the annual school dance, I would have gone through life writing about another man.

None who can compare to the smile you give when I explain something you already know.

This love, that only exists inside the four walls of a math class, has been forgotten to be mentioned.

This love, that has been imagined and re-imagined thousands of times in my brain, has been forgotten to be told.

I cannot help but wonder, will it ever walk out that godforsaken door hand in hand?

-L.B.

Nov. 18, 2017