
Questions and friendship
Hey, is this okay?
Can I sleep here for the night?
Do you mind at all?
Am I bothering you?
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.
Will you let me sleep here, in this corner?
I promise I won’t be too loud.
I promise I won’t wake up in the middle of the night.
Sobbing and begging to be held.
I promise I won’t.
I just feel safer with a friend.
Is that alright with you?
Can I rest my head on your shoulder, for a little while?
I just need a little bit of affection.
Can we sit together in this corner?
I just wanna talk about anything and everything.
I just wanna laugh so hard it hurts.
I wanna smile so long I feel better.
Can we do that?
Can we talk and laugh and smile?
I just feel better with a friend.
I wanna sleep in this corner near you.
I’m feeling a little bit sick.
Unspoken words rising up my throat like bile.
I force and choke them down.
But they come rising back up again.
I feel them, just underneath my tongue.
I’m scared, but I open my mouth.
“I want to.
I want to.
I want to.
I want to show you something.”
See that boy?
He’s beautiful, right?
I like the way his eyes swirl with something unknown.
I like the way he can yell and joke.
I like the way he can be soft and gentle.
I like the way he can be rough and demanding.
I like the way he can make me feel safe.
I like the way he is all of this and more.
Rumor has it, I fell in love with him.
Rumor has it, he seduced me.
Rumor has it, he put a spell on me.
These rumors aren’t far from the truth.
I do still love him.
But I won’t force him into anything.
I wouldn’t be a good friend if I did.
This boy, whom I love, is you.
I was just wondering, is this okay?
Can I just, sit down next to you in a corner?
I feel safer with a friend.