Afraid

I know that you’re
afraid of me,
and I think that
you should be.

But while I was
standing here
wringing my hands
you snuck up
behind me and
slipped your palm
over mine.

One job is done
and while I wait
for the next
I’m not sure
what to do
with myself
or my life

So I was just
standing here
wringing my hands
and you came up
behind me and
wrapped your hand
around mine.

And I know
part of you
is afraid of me
and I think that
you should be
but I know
what I want
and it’s to be
where you are.
~8/19/13

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