Him

So let me look at the signs
those observant little clues
the things i might clutch onto
to convince myself of you

The things you did to lure me
text messages you sent too
extended glares
and occasional touches
...they made me fall for you

So one day you bit the bullet
you came over and i fucked you
you left for work late next morning
i fell back asleep and dreamt of you

And every time after that i saw you
alone or with friends too
the same feeling came rushing back
I'm stupidly nervous around you

Another day id longed for
came swiftly around
we were just about to do it
you looked at me and frowned
possibly the worst thing
i could actually hear
what exactly do you expect from me?
i replied nothing..pointed.. its right here..

But in that split second
i denied all i wanted to hear
was that your insecurity
which stopped you from saying
all your uncomfortable fears?
because you did i said too
those things of which I'm unsure
ideally id spend my life with you
but how hard is it to close the door?

And so you call me up again
we laugh and joke on the phone
dropping those hints you want round
but are driving and almost home
and of course i entertain you
stating my claim to a bottle of grenache
we both subconsciously agree not tonight
you'll call me tomorrow and hang up all rash

So again were here in square one
a Friday rendezvous
I'm going to sleep and hiding these notes
underneath my bed from you
as i guess theirs nothing i can do
but make the most of you
so until it all gets fucked up
ill carry on linking you.