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.