*i wish i wasn't bashful when it comes to Other Them*

it's always dull when you are inside, but if i could have it my way
darling you would come. alone. subsequent agitation, hegemonic
power struggles, remember when you moved here, and the first time

we didnt kiss.

we'll still be
*friends*

remember that you are sorely missed
and we'll forget the place we never met.

*and, if i had it my way, you know, i'd always be alone*