Kill me now.
This lady wearing bright purple is talking our ears off.
No one is listening.
People are doodling.
Some are pretending to ask questions.
Pretending to be interested.
I hate pretending.
I would rather be somewhere else right now.
Like in your arms.
Under blankets.
Hiding from the world, but with you.
With you, so I'll know I 'm safe.
Safe from the stupid snow.
Safe from purple librarians lecturing about nothing important.
I'm going to regret this later.
Tuning out and thinking of you.
I'm going to curse you when I have to write my research paper.
I won't know what to do and it will be your fault,
Because you were on my mind.
But I don't even care.
Not Today.
All I care about today
Is you and those blankets.