i have stared at this phone what 100 times a day for two days
waiting for some message from you
i'm not a texting guy you said
what is not a texting guy
i texted everyother guy i knew
and they texted back
yesterday today tomorrow
but you're the one who asked
you kissed me at my door
and did not leave without my commitment
sneaky, sly bastard, said
you didn't want to risk me
wanted to be on the same page as me
wasn't sure what i thought of relationships
(my undoing, my death, my cage, my obsession, my bad luck)
what did i think of relationships
(please let it be not another one)
i might as well have been hit by a train at the door
i might as well have asked for water in the desert
i could have asked for a raincoat in a hurricane
risk me?
i said what i meant for a texting man
nothing to read but texts of other men
risk me?
how you risk me now
heartless bitch i've become
waiting on a text i won't get
don't you know what the world has done to my words
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