love song

It’s about time you started loving me.
I want to share your breath,
feel your eyes on me as I cross the room;
laugh without restraint, knowing you won’t think me too boisterous
and keep silent as I choose, knowing you won’t think me cold;
not worry about showing my disparate sides, not worry about seeming too competent, too small, too strong, too weak, too intelligent, too ignorant, too…

I want to fall, knowing your arms are there to catch me. I am weary of catching myself, weary of holding strong and dreaming on empty.

Yes, it’s about time you started loving me
Whoever you are.
I don’t know what’s taken you so long.
I don’t know how such a powerful desire can exist with no object.
I don’t know why I feel this way.
I just know I do.