omg

it's not right
how much i want you right now


i don't know if you think it's my fault
that we haven't gotten together, or maybe
you don't blame me
but
still
there's a part of me that doesn't believe
you want my body
it believes you only want my brain
and
i go back and forth
about whether
it could ever be as good as i can imagine it
so it's a kind of limbo i live in


but
tonight
i want to
carelessly rake the dishes from the table
with a satisfying 'opa' shatter

i want to make love with you full contact australian rules

i want i want i want i want i want

and, i mean, i chant that in my head a lot
and it often has a melancholic never-jam-today-like tune

and yes yes, god bless never fucking me too soon

but there has got to come a day
as god is my witness