DTR

I want to talk to you. I want to drag you out of your desk, take you somewhere we can be alone and just talk. I'll pretend to know what I'm doing but deep inside, I'll be shaking like there's no tomorrow. I'll feel my heart beating so fast and so hard that I'd be afraid you would hear it.

You'll ask me what I wanted to talk about. I'll try to delay by asking questions I know you won't tell me the whole truth to. How was your weekend? Did you go out? Who were you with? Did you go home with someone?

There will be silence. Lots of it. It would feel like forever but really, it's only been 5 minutes.

I'll try to compose myself. I'll try to practice what I'll say in my head even though I know when I say it, it won't come out like how I practiced it.

I'll look at my watch. I'm running out of time. I'll look at you and I'll see your impatience growing by the second. It's now or never.

I'll take a deep breath like I'm about to dive in ice cold water.

What are we? What am I to you?