number sevens

I think she's nice I really like her
like a habit I can't break her
I can take it when I'm higher
I can fake it
my desire
for anyone who isn't
not you and something
much more right
and someone
who can love
more than I do
healthy
or hunger
I'd rather guess
at your inability to feel
when we talk
it balances out
all my feeling
in the moment
are you sleeping
or choking on the words
you were writing
before I popped in on your light screen
in your eyes I heard you crying
in my mind I wasn't dying
I don't rhyme in poetry
I do not care more
I do not linger