If you ever fall in love with me,
leave me bundle of vegetables
on my doorstep.
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If you ever fall in love with me,
leave me bundle of vegetables
on my doorstep.
I don't think
I feel right
When I'm
With
You
:/
You make a choice for me
I question it
We discuss it
Now you say I'm making you
Compromise yourself?
I wanted a say
I wanted a conversation
If you have to put
Your partner in box
To feel like your
"Authentic self"
Then maybe you
You'd be better off
With a mannequin
We walk to the store
We giggle, we talk in made-up voices, we sing.
We separate briefly once inside
You're looking for something in the freezer section
A man bothers to me and I hurry back to your side.
We brush it off. We giggle some more.
We don't separate again.
Another man is in every section we go to.
The freezer. The fruit. The desserts. The snacks. The fruit again. The man is there.
A cashier stops the man. He leaves in the direction we came from.
We wait to walk home.
We talk. We don't giggle. We don't sing.
It's time to get home. We have frozen food.
We walk the long way.
We don't talk. We silently take turns checking behind us.
We make a wrong turn, we've done it before.
"Aw damn" I break the silence. We both pretend to laugh. We both pretend to not care that our walk will take a few minutes longer.
You need something from your car. We go together.
We are silent again.
We wonder if men have ever had to be as calculated as we are on a walk home from the store.
Two impossible things
Can exist hand-in-hand.
I can allow myself
To feel happiness
Because we finally kissed.
But I can also acknowledge
The fear that's just as present.
Because that opened the door
That holds back so many
Painful conversations
That I'm just.
Not ready
To have.
Do you like me
Or do you just
Also enjoy platonic cuddling?
Because I enjoy
Platonic cuddling
But I also find myself
Smiling
When my clothes
Smell like you
To be loved by someone
In the way that I love my cat
Would be enough
To fill a dozen lifetimes
Ugh I'm
About to meet
My partners partner
For the first time.
(I refuse to use
The ugly M word
That polyam people
Decided to call
This relationship)
And I'm so nervous.
We're at their house
Waiting for them
To be ready to go.
And it's been like
10 minutes
Of just waiting
In the car.
I'm gonna get
Sweaty.