Screaming,
Fleeing,
Running,
Hiding,
I'm in love with you.
Can you take it?
Can you say it too?
We can stay here all night.
3:30 in the morning,
And still no I love yous.
Unwrapped arms,
No lips touching,
Just coldness in the sheets.
There's drift.
It's from you.
It's from me.
Packing clothes,
Final kisses on the cheek,
Walking away.
Good-bye.
The ache is dull.
One way tickets,
And dead end towns.
New York here I come.