Elucidating Questions

He’s tall and British and lanky and has black hair with blue streaks

Oh and as it happens as it happens

It’s just part of the game of showing me who and what I can’t have

Pieces of what would be right out of my reach

And he’s got that thing that makes it pull for a moment as I struggle with the

Well it’s just a character

But he’s

Shh

And I

Duh

And ticking off boxes like it’s a sheet of paper in my head the litmus test of

He’s not real so he can’t hurt me and I can get attached without hurting him

Shows up every once in a while to stir the pot and then leaves

Can’t complain it’s what I get but it’s not right

Always on the other side

Always a wall

And as my mind goes through all the right answers

It wonders why it’s always to watch never interact

Somehow it feels like

Those who don’t exist are more likely to reply than those who do

Where’s three

I see two