i can figure out most people within a few days.
iv known you for 5 years.
and each time you leave,im left even more confused.
that goofy grin
the ego
the childish gestures
how i feel when i talk to you
your like coming home.
not this terrible home that iv always wanted to get away from
a home were i finally feel safe.
im afraid.
im afraid to ask about your life.
because i feel as if i poke into too much
that i’ll just make you feel uneasy
and leave.
leave like you always do.
