We danced for hours.
It’s cute that you were still too nervous to give me your number, so you gave it to my friend.
I liked the way your hair smelled, too. Sorry I didn’t say that.
I’m enjoying our exchange of quips. Sorry I can’t say that.
I am terrible
at people, and risk,
I am still ripping myself from this earth
vein by vein
to replant somewhere new and start again.
I don’t need a reason to think about staying.
You seem really nice, but I’ve been wrong before.