double e

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

e.e cummings

been feeling very open-hearted

but now, also very vulnerable

can one exist without the other?

he said: you look at me in a way I haven't quite earned

she said: well, earn it

What did I possibly expect?

I hate when i get tripped up by my own expectations.

Damnit