I’m Anxious, pleased to meet you…wanna get married?

I’m Anxious, pleased to meet you…wanna get married?

 

i have

an anxious attachment style.

 

the result

of inconsistent care-giving.

apparently.

 

i did a quiz,

which, in its own shy way,

made me feel needed.

 

everyone has a badge

nowadays,

and mine says anxious attachment style.

this means i fall for people,

quickly.

 

and i mean quickly…

 

it means

i could fall in love…

with you…

 

or you…

 

and you…

 

you…

with persuasion…

 

maybe already you…

 

it’s your fault,

you smiled.

you said i had nice eyes.

asked my opinion on Orca whales,

said ‘hello’.

 

breathed.

 

there is a hole,

inside of me,

that i don’t need anyone

to fill.

 

but there’s something from childhood,

long-lurking,

that still fools me

into thinking, you will.