amorous dissonance

I push you closer, hoping you would go away.

Leave me be as i wrap my arms around your waist like an unwanted Christmas present from my grandma once removed twice removed third times the charm.

I remove myself from the heated argument. I just want to clear my head. I wear your sweater and I like how you smell, unfamiliar familiarity, the warmth coats my worn shoulders you press up against. It’s like i don’t know who you are anymore.

Hands rough. I want you closer, so i push you away.

Go away,

closer to me.

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