"We're so domestic," I think as we go
Grocery shopping together. You pick
Out your favorites, ask me to do so
As well. We find marvelous things, a thick
Slice of jackfruit, a jar of borscht; we buy
Neither. I discuss my issues with food,
How I work to recover, while I try
Not to live in extremes. Hope I'm not rude
When I ask you about personal things,
And you answer like we've known each other
For a long time. This interaction brings
Me so much joy, I just want to smother
You with affection, I like you so much.
Please be my best friend, and see me as such.
