BubbsPoetry

 Somedays, I wonder how you feel.. I think like how spring rolls entice my taste buds.. The fried kind, of course. Good, but wrong for my diet. Maybe I shouldn't want them so bad. But I like to keep a box of them in my home. For when I'm ready to indulge. In you..... I mean them.

 You don't seem to enjoy my conversations anymore.  I know by your sly remarks.  Your face showing how I don't understand your world. How common isn't so common in our worlds. Or maybe I'm reading too much I guess I should stop mistaking you for our book shelf. I guess I'm just trying to find the answers to your reasons. The why's that you seem too uncomfortable to answer. Too occupied to hear my questions I guess this is what happens when opposites attract. Too bad the same don't.