Nothing Serious

He's cute enough

With dark brown curls and eyes that seem as if they might hide

If I close my eyes or keep the lights off then I don't have to think about it too much

Foreplay consists of anime, bad 80s songs and awkward laughing

He makes it easy yet so difficult

I don't regret the fumbling in the dark

but rather the way I saw him after

He still sees me as what once was

I see him with rose colored lenses

and soundcloud rapping

with fog in front of us

making everything hazy

I don't now if it's awkward

but it felt okay to be weird with him in that moment

both a bit clueless

him clingling to a straight fragility

as I keep my socks on

aftercare is cheez-its, cuddling and thai gods of war

maybe it's not real

but it was okay

that this straight boy saw me

and decided to try being a little bit gay

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