do you, do you, do you
love me yet?
do you, do you
have you
fallen
no regrets
fucking on a mattress
on the floor
you had no furniture
at all
for months
lived in your car
do you
do you
have you
succumbed
you hobo?
staying up late
frantic words
words, words,
type, write, text
don’t speak
the words
afraid
of what happens
next
if
what?
do you
do you…
suppose
the love
still
spills
out
you love
without
saying it
a frenzy
of avoidance
type, write, text
when
my crazy meets
yours
you’re crazy
I’m
relentless
engulfed
obsessed
tie me
to your bed
play games
with our heads
do you, do you, do you
love me
yet