Untitled Poetry

Eighty Nine

Here I am
With the boy that I adore
And states away is
The boy that I love.
Why do I do this?
Why can't I just
Be happy?
Why do I tell the boy
I love that I truly
Do love him,
If I'm sleeping next to another
Man?
What if he's not what I need,
And the sleeping boy next to me
Is?
I don't know what
I need.
Maybe I've had a change of heart.
Maybe I need a
Change
Of
Heart.