Songs of the Soul

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when i knocked on your door

drunk

i only wanted to see you

for  me the highlight

of many days was the fleeting five minutes when you

would pop your head round the door to toss off a sarcastic comment

but your story kept changing and you claimed either

to like no one

to like all the girls

even sometimes to be done with love

so i just wanted to see you

when you held me the first time before

you said it was because i was too cold

and i thought we were just friends

and i hated it

when you made me talk about my problems for hours

and we traded turns

i never knew it was anything more than a conversation

when we drifted off to that land where jealous friends don't exist and shy anxiety isn't real

holding hands

i hoped

but still i never knew any better until you pulled me to you and said

"hey, i want to try something"