Bringing Mae Flowers

You think my little quirks are cute

For now

The way I shout when I get excited

Or how

I’m always looking for my key or my phone.

You like

that I take hours to drink my coffee

And how

Half read books and loose pens lay around

But I

Can’t stand to see dirty dishes in the sink.

For now

You like the paint splatters on the table

And the

ink stains on my hands

And how

I can’t stop talking about work.

For now

The way I jump from project to project is cute

And you

think my neuroses are fine

And my

Highs and lows are just waves

That you

Can ride out for now