Sublimate me. Elevate me. Meet me in meatspace. Meet me at the library. Obfuscate me with cupcakes. Burble in my ear. Whisper prelinguistic psychobabble in my lobe like a lullaby. Titillate me. Bewitch me. Tickle my funny bone. Run your thumb down the inside of my elbow. Squeeze my hands.
Kiss my lisp. Kiss my ellipsis. Take me home. Charm my parents. Rock my socks off. Verb all my fears. Scratch my back. Torture me with tenderness. Murder me with sympathy. Tuck me in and watch me dream about you.
Wake me up. Order me around. Speak to me only in imperatives. Sell me yourself. Wow, that’s quite a sales pitch. I fit your target demographic, and I like your personal brand. You can market to me anytime.
Fold me up and put me in your pocket. Dissolve me in data. Entertain me with mild stimuli. Text me. Call me. Touch my touchscreen. Watch me twist into focus. I’m an antisocial butterfly. Socially mediate me. Trap me in your silky web.
Decimate my meatscape. Drown me in your honeyed voice. Drown me in a tub full of candy. Crush me under the unbearable lightness of your being. Unfurl me like your favorite archaic scroll. Crack me open like a fortune cookie and read my insides. Vivisect me. Eviscerate me. Cut me open. Gnaw on me in a raw reverie. I’m just kidding. This is all just poetic hyperbole. Please don’t do these to me.
Walk across my cobblestone hear. Trip me up so I fall and cut open my palms on the concrete. Make me swoon. Make me giddy. Make me vulnerable. Peel away my armor. Fill up my headspace with hope. Let me let my guard down. Send me mixed messages. Confuse me. Be my muse. Amuse me. Ask me questions. Tell me stories. Laugh at everything I say. Mention your fear of commitment. Start pulling away. Suggest let’s just be friends then never see each other again.
Ignore this. This isn’t for you anyway. It’s for someone else, I swear.
Forget me. Wipe me from your memory. Uninstall me from your brain. I wish I could do the same. But I don’t want eternal sunshine. I washed my clothes and sheets and the skyline but I can’t get your scent out. Everything beautiful reminds me of you. You’re undeletable.