You spoilt me. That’s your sin.

As I was shoving info in my tired brain,

I thought I should really take a break soon.

I wanted someone to take me to a short ride,

Wake me up with caffeine,

Let me scream two or three songs,

And drive me back home to my reality.

I wanted a certain someone to take me out,

But that someone is far away.

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A part of me wanted you to hold on a little longer.

Did I request a refund?

Did you send the package at your own discretion?

Did I come by knocking on your doors, asking you to give it back?

I cannot recall how it happened

But when I stripped down to my bones,

I found a muscle beneath my ribs,

Beating peacefully

In its rightful place.

You’re tugging my tail and pulling me to you.

When you kiss me,

The sensation hits a chord of confusion.

Shyness takes a hold of me,

Stopping me from looking at your eyes directly,

Afraid of confronting the lack of

Or the existence of intense feelings towards you,

Which forces me to find shelter in the uncertainty

That I’ve wrapped myself with in the past years.

Don’t tell me what’s on your mind.

Take me for a night drive.

We’ll take turns with the playlist.

We’ll listen in silence.

I’ll light us up a cigarette.

And we can drown in our own pollution

Of thoughts and smoke.