POETRY

lost in the woods

a poem for you

meet me at the place where we hit a dead end in the woods I lead you into to steal a kiss that day

I hesitated in the awkward silence because I wasn’t there and I thought you weren’t either yet

a regret now

and then I lost my way for another year or two but I did look for you to say

I’m sorry

I fell in love when I looked at your shoes accidentally so you did too with sweet uncertainty

by the way my favourite colour is blue.

have you figured out by now that I don’t care what shoes you wear?

but you cared about mine and that made me smile

I fell in love with you the moment you looked disappointed I may go

I had to because you made me want to stay

I fell in love with your open heart hello to a stranger for free

there ain’t much better than a good smile for me

you said I would fall in love with you madly

silly boy

I already had by watching you Be You in between the not us

what a waste of good time

you said that you are shallow one time too many for it to be true

I don’t believe you. you gave yourself away

I saw right through your shades but I forgot how you look because I never saw your eyes

still, I looked for you for a while

I felt you instead and you felt good even though you don’t believe it yet and I told you so

you made me want to care about you and I didn’t have the time

back then

You lied. I saw it. you double checked to see if I would do it too

I don’t but I did to protect you

Omission, avoidance, accusatory challenges and distraction

aren’t we clever?

I wanted you altogether too much and that scared the fuck outta me

there — I said it.

you told me you had money and I’m not even sure why

now I know more but I still don’t get it

do you know enough by now to know I don’t care about your wallet or your fucking khakis?

I’m looking for the things that money just can’t buy

you can’t fit what I want in a safety deposit box or secure it in a hot bit of quick oblivion

Trust me - I’ve tried.

and I’m not gonna carry your baggage for you even if it is Louis Vitton

but I’ll take care of mine

are you ready to believe me? are we there yet?

maybe it’s never the right time

people want an answer finite. secure. safe. always. mine.

all I can promise you is neither of us is going to be around forever

I should have kissed you in the woods that day

because we’ve wasted too much fucking time getting ready all ready

no one is ever ready for this.

so just meet me at the place where we got lost you can try to be you and I’ll try to be me again

maybe we can hold hands and share a milkshake this time

we both know the rest is a given if we still want such things as familiar as the homes we don’t wanna remember much.

Time enough you can see in the dark but it doesn’t make it right

so let’s just cut the shit and come naked and afraid

I like you best when you are You like that

and that would be something new

huh?

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