I'm tripping and thinking. My bae is somewhere talking politics And defending the downtrodden.
She's something different than what I know or what I find comfortable.
I drank a bottle of wine that cost two grand. Got just as buzzed as a 5 dollar six of pack.
I've walked roads I can't remember. Seen things that made me trip. She's something different than the screaming, the fights. She drinks bud light, in restaurants I shouldn't be in, when the waiter snubs his nose.
He looked from me to her. Back again. Until he concluded I was bought and paid for.
I saw the meteors from my back on her riverbank at midnight.
Parts of me break away every day.
She and her world slip inches from my hand by the second.
I need her to say no. For once just pick me