Your favorite author

He told me
That I was
His favorite
Author

Though sometimes I feel like I’m a bother

It’s nice to know
I have someone
That knows
My real name

How to play this game
Without crumbling with shame

When I go to sleep
I think of me and him
Charming, soothing lullabies
Sweet hellos & long goodbyes

No ambiguity or excess why’s

No ambiguity or excess why’s
We haven’t overcome that yet
Too early to mention it yet
His “I don’t know” answers I’ll never forget

And I’m back to holding my breath
I arch my back
Hold still
And I’m back to holding my breath

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