you're so high.
you're waiting. waiting for someone to
notice how hard you try to keep everything
from falling apart.
question & answer.
he asks. you never tell. you think that this'll
guarantee you another moment with him.
and you get by.
he stops you one moment in the hall.
you drop your defenses and let that
defeated gleam in your eyes shine.
he's the only one you allow that around.
but you need saving.
he bites his lip and you can't help but think
that's fucking adorable. he swoops down and-
softly, carefully, gently-brushes his lips against
yours.
won't you take me away?
you feel whole.