When It Becomes Real

2024-01-07

I want to meet you

But let's not meet

I don't think I could stand to be in the same space as you

Breathe the same air as you

Look at the same things as you

Hear the same things as you

I'd rather run away

Take a last minute vacation

Call in sick

Break my own leg

Turn around the moment I hear your voice down the corridor

But I think I would try sneak glances every now and then

Take a peek around the corner

Keep one earbud in so the other could pick up your voice

I want to meet you

I want to meet your gaze

and hold it

I don't want you to meet me