I’m finding it hard in fact
to understand why
my conversation was ever interupted.
She had other plans for sure tonight.
Hurry and get ready!
She gave access as motivation
and then stared deeply,
with eyes that refused to stop
from breaking a world record attempt.
I eventually convinced myself to accept
the things that made little to no sense
were well worth her spontaneous thoughts.
Every moment was a new twist
we’d clearly be having some amazing fun.
My avoidance was misunderstood,
it’s so typical me,
to be standing there all dressed and ready
waiting to use the bathroom
and run into her.
I’m not exactly sure why
this attraction is such a punch to the gut,
but I get surprised every time
she does her makeup.
Some 18 months ago
we were dressed and ready,
just like tonight,
eyes met and it was no use really
we were buried underneath her sheets
smearing and ruining her lipstick.
With the playlist into its 3rd song
we still had time to make dinner
we’d have to hurry and clean up.
Now instead, I avoid her eyes
when she’s getting ready.
It’s too much of a temptation
to take what is already mine.
Beauty has its price for sure
we’re constantly starving
for each other’s attention,
just imagine having a thirst
that is never quenched.
