The dog days are done, the horses are coming so you better run
I romanticized you
to the point where
the knives you pressed
into my skin
began to look
like Cupid’s arrows.
Have you ever felt a potential love for someone?
Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.
You make me so horribly nervous. And I am terrified that this is going to end up ending but I hope it won’t end. I like you. I really do like you. Can we please make this work. Don’t leave me
Marilyn Monroe and Jane Russell in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953)
“ I’m sitting right here
waiting for you to realize,
I’ve always been home. ”