she says she wants me. that's what i'm told to focus on so i do.
walking down the street i say to myself with a smile she wants me. every side glance in any reflective surface i stop dead to look inside my own burning eyes to say she wants me.
soon im skipping then im shouting. depserate to make it tangible i grab a passerby and say she wants me she wants me she wants me and not you. i write it on a post it and stick it to the fridge taking up one inch of space and in the coming weeks leaving only one inch of space left in my entire aprtment it's not written she wants me.
sometime last week i heard she died. it was sudden and accidental. i attended her funeral but sat in the way way way way back. i say i went to school with her once. i rented a suit and tie. i couldn't wait to see her again. putting bullets in the gun one by one, our very first date, i thought.
she told me she wants me. thats what im told to focus on so i do.