Falling, not unlike leaves,
No, something heavier, weighted
Landing with a dull thud
Love usually hits me hard
Like a baseball bat,
No, more like a semi truck
It isn\'t even love
This is a man,
A real man, a grown ass man,
And here I am
Not even remotely excited.
He says all the right things,
He\'s got his life together
He makes me look disheveled
And when I kiss him,
I feel nothing.
I spend time, playing with my hair
Saying all the right things
Avoiding eye contact
All the while,
Wishing I was kissing someone else\'s hurtful mouth
Oh, I miss those pouty lips
And I still see him
Getting out of the chair,
With a look of determination,
Coming to take me,
Lying on my living room floor...
See?!?!
These are the thoughts I should not be having
While having dinner with a gentleman
Who doesn\'t cringe if I want a second drink
Who pays the bill without complaint
Who says anything you want,
You lovely creature
And I believe him.
So why don\'t I want him???