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» tell me

tell me -

i read once (you'd laugh if you ever saw this poem;
you tell me that i read too much)
that if you keep seeing someone in your dreams
they think of you

and i know, i know, i know
(you'd roll your eyes with me - i'm doing that too, believe me)
you basically have a girlfriend now;
i mean, she asked you out after you asked her
if she liked you, i know -
but i can't help thinking about you either

and if that website was right
then why are you thinking about me?
(i don't understand. you have her. i don't want to be her,
do you hear? i would've wanted to be her once
but i don't think i do now)
were you just too late? or am i just wrong?

who is in your dreams -
(you snort, look past me - 'where are your friends?'
no, she's not here, i'm thinking now, but i didn't in the moment,
because my phone is buzzing and i'm sure it's with stupid pictures
of me.)
actually, i don't want to know.

it's sorta stupid too, because our lives are turned away from each other-
it's summertime
our love story has come and gone, or it's a prequel,
or maybe it's just nothing at all
and yet you're preserved in a couple of pages i call my computer
because i liked you once (still do - that's not true i'd like to say
but yeah i'm laughing because it kinda is)
but i don't now
(you're laughing too)

- tell me? 

( 6.22 )