remember me

it's just a bit strange

how a parent could tell you

who you can and cannot fall in love with.

then again

they gave you life

and they raised you in a harsh world.

shouldn't you obey them?

but then you think of the way he treats you,

the way his fingers graze the shape of your spine,

the way he looks at you as you read the morning paper.

and you wonder if you're in love

or if it's just a temptation

or if it's anything at all.