you come in with the cold

fingertips freezing

I melt under you

look at me

snowed in for the weekend

not really though

it’ll take years

for you to leave

curled into each other

corner of the red couch

mumble your affection

into my neck

set up that card game

you taught me

in the 5th summer

you’ll let me win again

sat in your lap

play with your hair

read nonsense to me

until i’m fast asleep

won’t you get bored

of living so little?

but you trail down my face

say you’d rather not leave

see the way you look

at the fireplace

you're entranced

maybe its not me

lights go out in my bedroom

you’ll stare at the flashing lights

in the building across

I’ll listen to how deep you breathe

love me in words and fingertips

but there’s a lot to miss

outside in the world

so much more to be

open the pickle jar

need something stronger

valium in the bottom cupboard

something that feels real

maybe I grew out of it first

your quiet longing for the fire

couldn’t make me enough

wouldn’t be what you need

grab your shoes and go

you’ll never feel this again

but I won't let it pass

know you'd stay and resent me

look at me

shatter a coffee mug

wrap yourself around my torso

on your knees

look at me

I'm wiping your tears

look at me

I know you see it.

one more time now.

it’s not the same anymore

look at me -

I don’t want you here.