ceilings, plaster.

can't he just make it move faster?

lovely to be sitting here with him

he's kinda cute but it's raining harder.

your shoes are now full of water.

lovely to be rained on with him.

it's kinda cute but it's so short.

then he's driving you home.

and you don't wanna leave,

but you have to go.

he kisses you in his car.

and it feels like the start of a movie you've seen before.

bedsheets, no clothes.

touch you like nobody else does.

lovely to just lay here with him.

he's kinda cute and you would say all of this.

but you don't wanna ruin the moment.

lovely to sit between comfort and chaos.

but it's over,

then he's driving you home.

and it kinda comes out as you get up to go.

he kisses you in his car.

and it feels like the start of a movie you've seen before.

but it's not real. and he doesn't exist. and you can't recall the last time you were kissed. it hits you in the car. and it feels like the end of a movie you've seen before. before.

and you wake up in your bed. with the man from your dream, your boyfriend clay, next to you, but facing away and snoring, shirtless. because what has gotten into him lately? you just want him to be normal again. be the man you fell in love with.