sometimes "I like you" is still a terrifying phrase,
and I'll still avoid the subject when people bring up your name,
but there's nights like tonight where it all makes too much sense,
because gaps in teeth were never attractive until they were between your lips,
and suddenly I'm really really interested in drum kits,
and you listen to me rant about all my nerdy dreams,
and books that help me to escape reality,
and when I showed you my writings you didn't look away,
but insisted that you'd be the one that would stay,
so while I still tend to put "I think" in front of those first three words,
I'm glad, at least, that I'm no longer fighting my feelings with swords,
but instead could listen to your voice all day,
and only want to hear it when I'm away,
so thank you for giving me my space,
but boy, I can't wait until we're back in the same place.
YOU ARE READING
a life in words
Poetrya random book of words // poetry from the mundane of life // come dive into this realm with me // highest rank - #34 in living <3
