Stripped

You were in love 
with a stripper 
But drove to Delaware 
Without her knowing 

It was 2 days after my birthday 
You said you left work 
Just to see me 

After almost a year 
of chasing you 
Questioning your feelings 
I thought I stood a chance 

But when all our conversations 
Involved depression and intimacy 
It didn’t translate well in person 

You were quiet
Too difficult to read 
When I like to follow other people’s leads 

I tried to swallow 
My anxiety about being perfect 
But my stuttering 
Made your silence deafening 

So conversations 
Became those in horror movies 
As I clutched your necklaces 
Tightly in my hands 

Finally you kissed me 
And all I felt was your weight 
Between my hips 

Your heart speaking fast in my ear
From the adrenaline 
That I hoped would linger 

Cause once it was gone 
You picked up your black jeans 
That were thrown over my bed 

I handed you your ripped shirt
And watch you lace up your boots
That were once a bright red 

By the time 
you were leaving 
It was 5am

I told myself you were worried 
About driving back to work 
But I knew 
You would sleep in the city 

Refused to look at my phone 
The next morning 
Knowing what was gonna happen 

You said you would see me again 
That you liked seeing me 

I wanted to believe it 
But before I could let myself 
Enjoy those words 
I no longer existed to you 

Just like how she didn’t exist to you 
The 3 hours you were with me
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