The Intimate Stranger

 

So quiet but eager to talk back when I speak
I am so quiet eager to talk back when he speaks
We sitting in silence waiting to hear each other speak
I crave for exchange of words with him
Something about being with him makes me wanna be perfect
I know he isn’t mine and I know am his nobody has to know
Don’t even know if am fine with that but it seems to be enough
What isn’t enough is actually being with him,
it seems not to satisfy me to just be with him or even under the sheets with him it really isn’t enough
Am I just being a woman seeking attention?
No its more than being a woman, have never wanted anybody to talk me as much as I want him to just talk to me
I think I just heard him say something in reality
He finally said something, I could hear him say something finally
What did he say? Oh he just coughed
And we are back to where we started
So quiet but eager to talk back if I speak
I am quiet eager to talk back if he speaks
We sitting in silence waiting to hear each other speak
And I am still craving for exchange of words with him.