static

want to take you back to my place
and show you that I'm not always quiet and broody
you could take your shoes off while you
look at who I have chosen to hang
pictures of in the hallway and
then I could have pointed to a book I knew
that you have read too, making you notice
my bookshelves and all the words
I have chosen to keep nearby
maybe you would have checked out the stacks of movies
or the chaotic desk
pencils spread across countless drawing pads
and open notebooks everywhere
while I pressed play on the stereo
and waited for you to realise
that you should like me