You may have to call the Police

  Get a restraining order

     Shut the door in my face

          Pull me if you must

              For you, I stand here waiting

                   To see if your heart is beating too?

 

I got here

   On my own

        In my car

            I drove for 23 miles

                  I was not forced

                     I was not drugged

                      I wanted to come

                            To be with you

                                To maybe even kiss you

                                   Do you want to touch me too?

 

I needed to see you again

     You will have to drag me

          Pull me by the strands of my hair

               Break my bones

                     Bite my skin

                           Tear me into pieces

                                Feed me to the birds

                                       Set the dogs on me

                                               I came to see you

                                                    Do you want to see me too?

 

I chose to be here

      I was not drugged

            I was not forced

                  I just wanted

                       To be with you

                            Do you want to be with me?

 

Melissa Grant writes for Jacanabooks.com

The image is from www.unsplash.com and it is by Alvin Mahmudov.