She says, “I respect your relationship, but I find you so damned attractive.”
I say, “Don’t take my silence as an absence of desire.”
She says, “Why are you always settling for less than a woman of your worth?”
I say, “My brokenness attracts me to those of like kind.”
She says, “I want you to have my key.”
I say, “We must protect others, but my heart is yours.”
She says, “You have my loyalty.”
I say, “My key?”
She says, “Why are you pressuring me?”
I say, “Why are you not returning my calls?”
Her broken self says…nothing.