One day you just appeared
With sweet words and a sweet smile
That came together as a foolish hope of love.
You made everything beautiful.
You made a message be the highlight of the day
And then made me so desperate for it
When you wouldn’t send it.
Then you started to get cold.
You went further away from my clingy grasp
And from a simple message to needing you whole
Until I was tired of trying to reach, or just of trying at all.
Now what we are feels wrong.
We are as far apart as if on the ends of an axis
And now you awake and pretend,
Pretend and make up rules, afraid I might do something “wrong”.
I don’t like listening to rules –
Not when they’re yours.