i lost count now @
masterpiece

There’s something so...
I don’t know
About the way you look at me,
Like you’re trying to say
[everything]
something without moving your mouth,
like you’re waiting for me to put it all on paper and explain the inexplicable
like you know I’d try if you asked.
Sometimes I can’t handle having your heart beating, lungs breathing beside me
As though I know that if you knew
Neither one of us would be certain
What we should
[or shouldn’t]
do.