shy

[gravebug]

take my hand and teach me how to love you
give me lessons until i know what it means
to wear your name at the end of mine
because by then,
you will be as big a part of me
as i will be of you
until we are indistinguishable under star light,
two pieces of one being.

i find nirvana in the way you say us
and the way you breathe right before
you close your eyes to kiss me.
i wonder if you miss me
and i wonder if you like holding my hand
or if you do it just to humour me.
love is on the tip of my tongue
and the back of my mind
because the last time i admitted to myself
that i loved someone,
he told me
tough cookies
get to the back of the line.

this is not what i expected
but i can say i'm pleasantly surprised.