sit next to me
when i chase you, you run
but when i stop, you come back
to check on me
i know we’re both scared
of being hurt and being used
but i won’t use you
can you promise not to use me?
i know you’ve withdrawn yourself
and i have too, recently
but maybe
just maybe
we can open up to each other
and learn
to be happy again
you said
you only want to be intimate with
a significant other
not specifically a girlfriend
and you know i’m not a girl—
i’m an “other”
and you said
you were straight but—
with some wobbly lines.
bicurious.
are you thinking about me?
or are you thinking about—
…
i don’t want to chase you anymore
i don’t want to back you into a corner
but i still hope you sit next to me