Whatever

You charge my soul battery

to full capacity

so you can't be mad at me

for wanting to be

in the presence of your personality

I'm fine with

the stolen moments

you spare

and I'll repair

myself with your attention

in those increments

if that's all I can get

Conversations

we have

revive me

and it's needed

because if these dates

I've been on

are the precipice

of more bs

I'd rather it just be us

being whatever we are

doing whatever this is

than attempt

to feign interest

in the non creative

the mundane

and the passionless

those striken with

artistic impotence

It's in vain

they pale in comparison

to you

it's insane

they're solely meant

to make me forget

about how intrigued by you I am

but they've merely cemented it

They're evidence

of your relevance

they give it emphasis

highlighted it

made me focus on it

how bittersweet it is

you're Narcissus

you can't see past your own reflection

to give me credit

Like a stone

you skip the surface

just barely

and don't realize how deep it is

but I keep it in

because one of us has to have a grip

on reality

two artist's minds

like ours

could never coexist

with real world functionality

What seems like you being a heart breaker

is you doing us both a favor

because the world is not equipped

for what it would be

if we did what we

were compelled

if either of us

had what it took in us

to commit to love

and no one is ready

for that

well at least

that's what

I've convinced myself of