She asked me for a few answers,
I said maybe after awhile,
not that I'd have any then,
we'd wake up next to each other,
with nothing to say.
Get up
awkwardly dress,
wonder what led to all this,
quiet distress,
as we thought about
polite words to make leaving easy.
All so philosophical,
conversational,
the drunken night before,
now twisted and clumsy words.
Formerly animated,
now cadaverous,
honestly,
I am the same person I was last night,
just not eloquent with the dawn,
drained empty by what went on,
give me some hours,
and he will return.
Or stay,
see who I am now
and I will see you.
