when we meet i won't talk about which movies i like or display my excitement at the fact the restaurant is serving my favorite drink today. i won't put on my playlist in the car or talk about the annoying inconveniences that happened as i got ready in the morning. you'll perceive this as my disinterest in you but in fact it is my plentiful, piercing need to know you more. i crumple myself into a paper ball and shut myself away in a box to make space for all of you to arrive in front of me. i'm not not interested in you- i'm so overwhelmingly interested that my interest in you has become all of me, and when someone asks me my name i'll go blank and recite yours instead.
