YOI Poetry

Agape

Today,
We ate katsudon,
And,
This isn't what I thought it would be.

How can you sit there
Unaffected,
Just a blush every now and then—with prompting at that,

And not notice
That I'm drowning.

It's fast and heavy,
There's no escaping it.
There's no way this will ever keep being enough.

It's not about that night anymore;
It hasn't been since you found me in the hot springs.

It's about the way that this—
That I—
Mean something to you.

It's about the way that I don't know
If I can go back to living without this.

You care about me,
Really,
I can feel it.

And it's only been what,
Three weeks?

But I've never had this before,

And it's pathetic,
So pathetic,

And I need you to not let me go.