Hiatus

I like your weird clothes, your needy demeanor

I like your days off and your key carabiner

I like your big head, your little taught body

I like your fine threads and your ridiculous hobbies

I know you bleed glitter and you have a heart of stone

All I really want's an actor of my own

Your affected walk, your witty conversation

Your free pillow talk, the way that you seek validation