I’ve waited 2 months for this.
Since February, I’ve been falling for you.
I tried really hard not to.
Personal histories drawn a few obstacles between us.
Maybe that’s half the fun.
I thought, how nice it might be to kiss.
I remembered, not going to happen.
But it did.
You were there for me.
We had a week I wouldn’t replace.
Quiet at first, we made our way to the apartments.
I was restless so I left to get more drinks.
Only to get harassed, more or less,
from a room full of boys who would like
nothing more than to see me naked.
So they taunt. But it’s not about them.
I learned to drive stick,
a first time for everything.
But I missed you, so I came back.
I walk in to find fogged up windows
and the object of my affection standing by himself.
I walk over and your smile finds me.
We danced. Because it’s our favorite.
It’s always a good night when your hips align with mine.
You treat me like you should.
Strong hands on either side, protecting me from anything.
Sweet boy, you don’t mind wondering eyes
as long as their not from the blonde haired demon.
I don’t even notice a piece of my past getting jealous.
So we stay close. And then we leave together.
We go where you know no one and I know everyone.
But you don’t seem to mind.
We’re drinking grey goose and shooting the shit.
Have I told you I adore you yet?
Sitting on your lap. Tell me know you really feel.
I start kissing your cheek and every time I do
you smile and bite your lip and squint your eyes.
I can hardly contain myself.
I tell you I’ll miss you. And I want a letter for
every one I send to you. Plus more.
I ask you if I’m asking too many questions.
Because if I don’t ask I’ll never know.
We’ve got it figured out now.
I ask you if you’ll ever kiss me back.
You find my cheek. And I say not like that.
You don’t hesitate to kiss my lips
and the world disappears.
You do that once more before I ask you
to come outside.
We’re pushing each against walls.
You want me to understand and I can’t
so I push you but you pull me.
I’ve waited years for someone to
pull when I push. Is this what falling in love feels like?
We’re getting emotional and there’s too many people.
We’re not like that, so we find some darkness.
You’re past hurts you still. And I can’t say mine doesn’t.
That’s why we work. You’re my balance.
I need you to keep me on earth
and you need to learn to look up to the stars.
I get upset, you comfort me. And vise versa.
We like having someone to take care of.
It wouldn’t work if only one of us was broken.
You open up to me almost effortlessly now.
You tell me things no ones ever heard before.
So what does that make me? I need to know.
You’re heated now. Screaming “Goddammit”
and throwing your fists, finding the ground.
Stuttering, kind of twitching, cursing and
can’t find words. You’re letting me know.
I tell you I adore you. Sweet boy,
I can’t help it, I say. It’s going to be.
We walk and laugh and cry and hold
and kiss until 5:30 in the morning.
Sweet boy, tell me again.
Sweet boy, I can’t not see you all summer.
I know we’ll date 4 months from now.
But I need you now.
Sweet boy, so sweet. I need you.