You; Intelligent but insecure. In need of near constant affirmation.
Unconfident but wanting not to be. Heavy in all the right places.
Me; Also intelligent. Sure of who I am, I think.
Confident around others, not so much when we’re alone.
Too flimsy for your liking, too sturdy for my own.
You; So much more than you know.
Too frightened of what you want. Need. Love.
Too afraid to risk it all.
Me; Pretending not to know.
Ignoring your truth and mine equally.
Always acting with my head. Never heart.
Hurting you unwillingly.
You; Too clever not to know. Feel.
Too kind, you let it go.
Us; Comfortably uncomfortable.
Stuck between what was and what can be.
Until you handed me the key.