My favorite shirt

On the edge of my bed she sits waiting for the sun to rise

My favorite shirt hangs from her like a dress
It’s the only thing she’s wearing

I hear her singing “Blue Jeans” by Lana Del Rey under her breath
“I will love you til the end of time…”

As the morning light presses through the shades I admire her
Her face lights up when she looks over and sees that I am awake

Warmly I smile back

She’s my best friend
My lover

We could be so much more
We could have a love that would make the stars jealous

We could
But we don’t

My favorite shirt hangs from her like a dress and she crawls towards me
Slow, seductive, almost cat like

“Coffee?” She says playfully
I just smile and she glides off into the next room singing

Nothing makes me happier than she does at times
Nothing brings me down more than she does at times

We crossed that invisible line
The one that friends should never cross

Yet here we are
Just as close
Just as we were

Almost

Time away has done nothing to change our reactions to each other
Distance has played no part in creating a void

Here I sit, watching her dance to “Just Like Heaven” by The Cure

My favorite song, she knows these things
She knows everything about me and still loves me

She hates me as much as she loves me
And I love her as much as I hate her

Our passion is hot
When we make love it’s like a volcano erupting I to an ocean of endless madness

Sometimes that’s all we have
Sometimes that’s enough

It’s enough this morning
It’s enough…

She’ll be leaving soon

I’ll miss her and be glad she’s gone

She’ll miss me and be glad she’s gone

We can never be
We will never be truly and madly in love

Yet we are so madly in love with the idea of being with each other

She hates me as much as she loves me
And I love her as much as I hate her

…and my favorite shirt hangs from her like a dress

And I, I am captivated by her every move

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