Other Nights

Sometimes I think

I think too much

About everything really but

In particular about 

How I feel

Am I looking for validation

Outside of myself?

We all do it

Do I just want attention?

Am I taking up space?

I feel sometimes like my 

Emotions are squares pegs

Trying for round holes

Why shouldn’t someone hold me though?

Why am I fine most nights alone

Writing words spilling from my mind 

Like a waterfall

Watch the sunset lying down

Pin ideas on the wall

And those other nights

So few and far between when

It feels like maybe I should be held

If nothing happens 

If I fall asleep wrapped in limbs

If I slip and our lips touch 

Would I be afraid?

Or would I be free?

Because it feels foreign to want it

Like it should mean more

Should it mean more?

I just want to be held close

Don’t let me go

Don’t let me go until sunrise