So,
I think you’re really attractive,
but I’m also terrified of sex with you.
With anyone,
but I’m supposed to say that no one else matters.
that’s the way romance works, right?
So…
Can we go out to dinner?
I want to stare down at my food,
and wonder what the fuck I should even say.
it’s what everyone is doing.
and as bridges go,
it’s not so high.
You just seem fun,
and I should probably try to relate to people.
That’s what they keep saying.
