Gunmen

We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. oh so true.
so i got to talking to one of my friends about flirting. especially guys flirting. and our enlightened analogy was that guys who flirt a lot but never date are like manic gunmen running around with a loaded gun. they give notice, you clearly know who and what they are and to run at full speed away from them. danger is near. stay at your own risk but youre in full awareness of what staying entails. never get attached and never buy into whatever they display/say to you. usually no one gets hurt.

then theres the other breed..slow and steady, calm and collected, hand on the trigger and eyes on the target, cool as can be. just one target...you....reassuringly whispering that the moment is as it should be and not to worry, breathe easy. then SNIPED. you're hit and hurt. heart stopped and final breath drawn. and as always, it came at a moment you least expected.

to appear sad

with the same eye

fixed to rest on you
aim free and so untrue

everyone's so intimately rearranged
everyone can focus clearly with such shine

lost and loaded
straight through your gaze