i will write you more poems, but tonight

i was walking with you
in my dream last night
through a rolling green countryside
here, we decided, here will be cows


maybe
maybe all that stuff last night
maybe you already knew all that
maybe i didn't need to say it

i'm just afraid
you'll think
that i don't want to be with you
or that i'm a manipulative bitch

plus i worry

about a bunch of stuff

i love you

i'm falling asleep
i just kinda messed up my neck
i gotta go to bed