Terrible Tiny Tales Again

Disappointed

Everything I have done this year,

Everything. I did it all for you.

You lie in the bed of the lost and I try to get through

the thick white sheets

over your face, across your soul

You are there, somewhere

But I am running out of patience

This was never the deal

The living room, the woods

You sprawl across the top of the couch like a lemur.

Remember when we went camping in the woods, how you would heat up water for us to wash face and brush teeth…

We would wander through the trees, find the rocks at the edge of the earth

make love under the setting sun

Remember how we were cold, you let me wear your hoodie

And then warmed me up with romance and wine,
pulled it off me.

We ate cheese and pesto all night

I pressed my face into yours as we tried to sleep upside down

Listening to the mindless drone of the religious fanatics behind us, they had insomnia, it was Good Friday and they found it hilarious that they could not find a drink.
We were not comfortable but I was so happy

And all I could do was laugh and smile
in the frigidity of the perfect night

Because it was just me and you

Reality, Colombo

You look different to how I remember

More playful, strangely beautiful

I read your mind and smile. I hope you cant read mine

Because you are different to how I remember

You are actually insane