“I just want you to come over….” -C.B.
You know how I feel.
You know what’s real.
Ill, will, seal,
You know the deal.
I’m dizzy,
from being on the continuous wheel.
My hearts open,
I hope you steal.
beg, borrow, anything.
Boy, you make me squeal.
You are it.
You are the ideal,
The thing I reach for,
The thing I’m trying to grab.
The one I nag,
grab,
snag,
anything to keep from calling and stabbing the phone for a cab.
I’m stuck.
I wanna go,
flee, leave.
My skin is tingling,
ready and waiting for your’s and mine skin to mingle.
Please don’t leave me single.
I’m insane.
My friends tell me to use my brain,
They say, “Nicole don’t strain.”
But I complain.
I need you like the earth needs rain.
I toss and turn but it’s all in vain,
Feeling drained.
Please, help me abstain.
But there you are standing,
holding that wretched glass of champagne.
-N