getting to know you

i dont know how to dress
the idea of you makes me nervous
sitting beside me
and i barely know your name

laughing, joking, conversing
getting to know you
slightly

(its about a boy at school. and i wrote this right before class the other day)

in my dreams

I try to rub the sleepiness from my eyes

They still droop

Coffee would only make things worse

I’d stay up too late

And I wouldn’t be able to just sit in bed

With only you on my mind

And maybe this way

You’ll actually stay in my dreams

(i literally wrote this in 5 minutes because just needed to shove something out)

Innocent

Its late, probably 2 AM,

Robert is reading and Johnny Cash plays.

Under a duvet

Him and I lying together in the darkness,

I'm not getting up unless he does.

He doesn’t.

So, side by side on the couch, we sleep together

In the most innocent sense of the phrase

Broken

It’s possible I was going slightly insane

The heat, the hill, the island

All possible contributions

To this ridiculous mental state

Now that I’m home

I don’t know what to think.

Is this just part of ‘the rule’?

Or is it just another exception?

‘The Rule’.

5 to start, 9 in the middle, 3 to end,

We rate you.

It rarely fails me.

I think it has for the second time ever.

I sit here with butterflies in my stomach

While glancing over to make sure

You’re real