It nudges me, Ever so often, Sneaking in from anywhere, At anytime, Wanting my attention, All of it, But, it's a bad idea, We all know that, It feeds on it, Every second of it, So, I ignore it, I let it linger, I let it stay, Let it sit, Without me paying attention to it, Like it's a pet of mine, And I have not signed up for adoption, It stays around, And nudges me often.

I would leave, The intense crochet project, Being done with, 1 mm hook, And black yarn, Just to hear you talk, But, you're not nerdy enough to understand it. --- I would skip the stitch counts, Just to reply to you quickly, And would count again, Only to forget it, Because you are relying quickly too, But, you're not nerdy enough to understand it. --- You're a 4.5mm hook, Forming half double crochets on repeat, And I'm the yarn, Wrapped around you, But, you're not nerdy enoug

My skin is lined up with evenly spread goosebumps, Just because I realize, How much depth you and I have, And you think, We are doing this deliberately? And you think, You have control over every little thing? And you think, You can chose whatever you want to do, And you think, You can leave without answers because your logic made sense (to you only) And you think, We are going all of this? But, only if you could think, The way I am thinking, But, only if you could see, What