this shaking keeps me steady.
biting your lip doesnt mean he'll write about you
oh but she twirls her pen when shes thinking
your nervous habits were never really worth mentioning
but shes determined.
if she cant make you a romantic, you're hopeless
but would you rather be? or are you restless?
the falling.
the transition.
the change you always wished had happened
he always reads about the things she wishes she could feel
he takes them for art,
she says, "possibility."
are wishes still dangerous if they dont come true?
perhaps, i suppose, wishes are like curses
& we are eternally bound