I do not stop for him
I will not even pause
But if he gives chase
I will give him a smile over my shoulder

I will flip my hair
And arch my eyebrow
And maddeningly
For both he and I
I will pretend that he's the one

Even though I know better
And he should, too

But I trust my name in his mouth
And I love when he tells me little things
It's like 
Drops of nectar from a honeysuckle flower
Never enough
But sweet all the same

What I offer him
Is myself
Uncensored
Honest
Bare

I don't know why
But I don't need a reason