ODE Poem: is it sad or free?, by Jenna Matarazzo

i don’t know your last name
but tonight it can be mine too

two strangers playing pretend
something in between loneliness and love

my fingers dancing on your skin
like you exist only to be admired by me

like we just put the kids to bed
and now we finally get to be alone

and you’re holding me like you know all my secrets and i almost say i love you because it feels
so real