If you think you might
Be moving away from me
Soon
If my body is more than a few breathing inches
From yours
When we lay together
If our wide-eyed, bewildered
Chance meeting
A passionate one
And then two
Night stand
Was just that
A night stand
Holding no more than condoms and lube
Please tell me now.
I can pick myself up from disappointment
And walk forward with intrigue
But I cannot live in mystery.
You do not know me, but
Wondering if I am loved
Tends to be a theme
In my life
And you have no idea
How terrible the consequences
Really are
I beg you
Know me
So I don't have to know
Again that anxious
Questioning.
