10.15 on a Saturday night. And the tap drips. Under the strip light. . And I'm sitting. In the kitchen sink. And the tap drips. Drip, drip, drip. . Waiting for the.
I paint your nails. and brush your hair. and tell you that you are so very. beautiful.. I whisper in your ear. and on my knees I tell you that you are.
I know that I don't love you. But I tell you that I do. But I only buy you flowers. If I want anything from you. You say that if you'll leave me. It will put me on a shelf.