…15 minutes
…can we take 15 minutes-
15 minutes to know you-
15 minutes to know me-
minimal eye contact please,
but we can smile endlessly-
can we share of your first love,
and if your first became your second, third, or even fourth-
or if life threw strong winds your way, and led you to a fifth- no judgement here-
so can we take 15 minutes-
15 minutes to speak of your regrets, or the craved road you traveled to have none-
of your first kiss, or the one that made your heart race-
15 minutes of the memories that still make you smile- or the unfair bruises that were left-
15 minutes of friendship- because any more than that overwhelms me-
because any more than that terrifies me-
but it gets so very lonely, finding one who understands a request for 15 minutes of friendship-
so can we take 15 minutes-
15 minutes to know you-
15 minutes to know me-
and then we’ll say our goodbye-
and I will carry the greatest of contentment-
…as long as you don’t ask me for my number 😳
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