Only for Myself

I'm Drunk

So maybe
I don't know what I'm
saying.
Maybe this is
the beer
talking.
We hugged tonight and
I fucking
hated it.
Because it wasn't what
I wanted
or needed.
For once,
I would like there to be
no strings attached
and I'd like for you to come
see me.
You say that
it's not that
serious.
Maybe it's not,
to you.
But wouldn't you like
to be held
by
me?