It’s so embarrassing.

I wanna ask where you are-

Learn about your life-

Pick up your quirky habits-

But it would give me away.

Why is this so freakin’ wrong?

Is it because you remind me of someone else?

Is it because I need a distraction?

Is it because I’m desperate?

I look out at the waves,

At the mountains,

And then I really am distracted.

Right next to me.

By the fire.

My mind’s a frenzy.

Try to focus on the scenery.

The noise around me.

But I strain to hear his voice

So familiar.

I want to look at him,

But I can’t.

My vulnerability,


Becomes a road block.

Maybe next time.

The End

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