A romantic aromantic (Bipolar Split)

ominously delicious
but you're a communist
and I like witches
and you like cannabis
while I have twitches
from cocaine nerves
and sixteen stitches
but just let me wrap my legs around you
like a rebar boa with cement shoes
I'll hold you spooning, won't let go
I'll cry and threaten suicide
so don't say no
I have apple seeds and dirty rice
while you smell like nostalgic sneakers
and homegrown Christ
and I'm a wreck, but don't I have nice eyes?
but don't try to be near me
I need my space
but... but where are you going?
I love your face
I can't stand to have you leave
I'll hide your keys
and won't let go of your shirt in the rain
screaming, "Don't leave me please!"