Noserings And Men

walking one day,
out on teh street,
crossing a road,
you just happen to meet,
the nosering girl.
you think it can't be true.
but she stops,
and he hugs you.
she isn't on anything,
but still wlaking on air,
she takes you for coffee,
and tells you
about her hospital stay.
and on the table top
lays her line,
it's 8 am,
you question,
but she is like,
hey it's fine,
i do this all the time.
you look away,
feeling sad,
wondering where
the girl went,
the one you had.
but it doesn't matter,
you love her still.
and after coffee
you bring her to your home,
where she stands,
looking all around,
you ask her to live here,
even if for a little while,
she agrees,
and lays on your sofa,
you sit on teh floor,
down beside her,
you tell her you love her,
and that you care,
how you want to help her,
you want her around
to always be there,
she takes you hand,
and looks at you,
her eyes are glazed over,
you wonder will she remember?
what she is about to do?
and then she smiles. a real smile,
not her broken attempts,
not a phony,
say cheese
smile,
oir i hate your guts... 
im humouring you smile.
she sits and crys,
and her nose slowly 
bleeds on your 
good shirt,
she holds you close,
and whispers thank you.
then backs away,
and says i can 
never feel for you
what you feel,
truelly do,
for me. can you
live with this?
and he says 
anything,
as long as 
she'll stay safe
and live with him.
if even for a 
little while.
nosering girl,
says to him,
Hi. My name is Jennie,
and he turns to her,
and says. 
i knew that,
one thing,
already.


XoXo
kyelle