Just talking

I’m probably insecure

And I’m probably wasting time

On thinking endlessly about

this really nice guy

He took me out for drinks

And makes me feel

Like he’s a safe place

I think I realize

I’m much more dependent than I think…

When I take a step back

I worry that I’m not his everything

quite yet….

Or maybe someday?

But wait, we’re just talking

And all we had so far is four really nice dates

I somehow got it in my head

We can’t be just talking

I can’t starve myself with loneliness

For what he’s offering

We’ve been getting along for a month

And I know that it sounds selfish

When I say I really wish that

We were already together

Let’s be exclusive or something

It can’t get better than this

I’ll build myself up with hopes

With a foundation of delusion

With some nice walls made out of lies

I’ve told myself 10 times tonight

That’s it’s ok to feel unsettled

Because he hasn’t text for hours

God what’s wrong with me?

We’re just talking.

We’re just talking….