I bite the inside of my cheeks
When I’m thinking
When I’m anxious
When I’m focused
Almost like my mind knows what I’m feeling before I do
I like the idea that I’m being thought of
Even if it’s me thinking of me
But, recently I stopped biting the inside of my cheeks
Now I’m biting my lips
Every time this man comes to mind
I don’t know whether to thank him or run & hide
Because now my mind isn’t thinking of me
It’s thinking of him
When I’m anxious
When I’m focused
I can’t believe my mind would betray me like that
It was us against the world
Now I’m sitting at work thinking about changing my name tag from mine to ‘his girl’
I’m corny like that
I’m selfless like that
I’m obsessive like that
I’m a scorpio
Not sure what that means
But I like to say it
At times to make the way I love
seem less crazy
He’s a taurus
Still not knowing what that means
But I put us in a love calculator just to be sure
Sure that our stars are so aligned they’re playing for the same team
I like the idea that I’m being thought of
So hopefully he thinks about me
Now that my mind no longer chooses to bite the inside of my cheeks
I’m weak in the knees
I hate to say it
But his words and assurance feel like a hand rail
For the times I need my self-esteem to be held
I like the idea of being thought of though
So, when I think about him
I like to think about me and him