he was looking into my eyes
i thought when the fuck did old english become relevant
i thought maybe he has a point
i thought about my pride
and what the fuck else should i do i asked him.
he stroked his hand down my cheek
around my ear
along my hair
i don't think i screamed
-I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!
-YOU'RE STRONGER THAN THAT.
a statement, not an exclamation, you know?
and my eyes filled with water like in a motion picture
and now i was the one begging.
knees buckled under pressure
pencils dropped in favor of pens
kisses blocked by the art form that is lipstick
my world is plastic because i grew up
and there ain't nothin' that can be done about it.
This really intrigues me and I really want to know what it's actually about!
My interpretation is that it's about a couple and the woman is becoming more fascinated in the material world and the man is like "oh noes!" But the woman has grown up and has decided on this and that's that. So sorry if I'm totally wrong about this.
My only critique-y bit would just be the small 'i' and the small 'e' in English, but maybe that was just for effect.
Other than that, I find this an interesting piece, thanks!