ExposedNYC

Don’t get my hopes up. Don’t even let me get to know you because everything I learn just makes you more appealing.

Don’t agree with me - politically, morally, musically - and then treat us as if we have nothing in common. Don’t rattle off your story because it sounds a bit too much like mine. Just stop reading me mind and telling me everything I want to hear.

Don’t expect me to make every first move, and don’t think I’m satisfied because you rapidly respond to every move I make. Don’t leave me with just enough interest not to give up, but just enough doubt to wonder if it’s the right decision. Don’t give me such good excuses.

Don’t post such damn cute pictures where I can see them. Don’t be so easy to find. Don’t express your thoughts so clearly on every subject other than why I haven’t seen you again. Don’t cross my mind so many times a day.

And most of all, don’t kiss me like that if you don’t mean it. Don’t shake me to the core of my very being. Don’t remind me of everything I had deluded myself into thinking I could live without.

Don’t pull me into the embrace I wasn’t even expecting and don’t make me be the one to break away when I could stand here in your arms all night. Don’t deny the raw passion that I felt exuding from your body. Don’t tell me you didn’t feel the same thing.

Don’t disappoint me. Don’t disappear. Just don’t.

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