2 am

It’s 2 am and his name flashes across my cell phone

A fluster fills within me

2 am and I’m answering his phone call

2 am and I’m ready to be picked up

From any where, regardless of who I’m with

Let’s finish what we started

Pick up where we left off

Friends first, lovers second

Be kind to me

Respect me

Don’t lie

Put me first

Don’t make love to me but don’t fuck me

I mean more to you than that

What should I call you, in what term do I refer to you



Let’s not define this, this situation that we share

No strings

No attachments

Yet somehow the bond gets stronger

The late nights turn into early mornings and Sunday afternoons

Hand holding


This isn’t a relationship

This isn’t love

Did you fall in love with me?


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