I loved you
without ever wanting you.
I think you were afraid of my love,
my loving you,
but it was never a flame… 20 more words
Out of fear of jeopardizing a nascent acquaintance, with someone who understood “small talk” as being the conversations we have on the subject of our size relative to Earth, and its size relative to the universe, I agreed — to hop through puddles, and over the tracks; to lower my defenses against soiling my new Oxford flats. 627 more words