He wants a number so he can decide if I am allowed. Count the men who stayed kind. That figure tells more than a tally.
Tag: nights
Anyone can copy a move. Fewer check my face. The ones I keep thinking about did not perform. They paid attention and then stayed human.
I can hear the message being recorded next door. Then it pings my phone. We live six feet apart and still perform distance like strangers.
Believe the first draft. Not ready means not for you, not right now, not ever with anyone who asks for a Saturday in public honestly.