I love it when he pretends to need me. Smiling like a gentleman and whispering the sweetest of sweets in my ear.
His energy makes me feel alive
I could stay here forever…
If I was blind.
Outside of the eye contact I can’t break and the compliments I can’t take is an inconsistency that curses both of us.
An inconsistency to commit.
(We’ve both been through so much)
An inconsistency in the truth.
(We don’t patrol each others phone)
I could tell him every way he makes me feel but when I wake up I don’t know if it will be the same. Did I push him away in my sleep or reveal too much of my liking.
I know his phone will go off and it will give me a flashback or two.
A nice little timeline pops up of what I’ve been through.
My life has led me to you. I hope I haven’t bitten off more than I can chew.
My inconsistencies seem to haunt my every move. So I stay in these moments with you;as long as I can. Knowing when I leave…
We were only pretending.