Otherwise

 I winced at chance trying to figure us out

This dour mood is just a makeshift for these anxieties

And this healthy disdain for the truth keeps me grounded

While you sweep me off my feet with your wily deeds.

While I turn head over heels with your whimsy

While you strip me of my staidness

While I catch my breath with your condescending arguments

And every other cliché out there.

We see each other in the hallway, by the door, in the elevator,

In periphery, outside the confines of our comfort zones

I don’t know what to call this exactly nor how to say or what to feel

We can actually make this into whatever we want

Without guilt or remorse; without fear or shame

But we are a mistake waiting to happen, waiting to be made

We are like two indecipherable words warily dancing around

This burning pragmatism with a sacred vow in between.

 Happy endings are as overrated as conformity  

And we are not an exception.

I won’t let this vile truth keep me from you, maybe at the least,

 Our friendship or whatever we have right now

Let me bask in your shameless flattery and saccharine deeds

And be ridiculously happy with our irrationalities

Maybe someday I’ll be drained of reasons to still want to be here

And we’ll both wake up from each other’s dreams

And blame the random nature of the universe.

just for a little while