ha.

i'm not very interesting in what others have to say.
climb up the stairs
and into my bed
where you lay
and i know i can always find you
finding me
safe and sound.
and everyone else's
seems like a lie.
silly little things.
tangled in each other like flies in thread.
tangled instead of tied.
you tied yourself to me.
and i secured the knot.
now we're left sorting.
figuring.
deciding.
and i'm left disinterested in the rest.
i enjoying taking notes and making charts.
decoding the map to our escape.
i wish i never had to go outside.
because friends are disappointing
and strangers are frustrating.
slowly everyone is seeping from the corners of my life.
and i can't say that i mind.