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  • A - If I'm in love.

  • B - Who the last person I talked to on the phone was.

  • C - How long it's been since I've kissed.

  • D - If I have a preference for boys or girls.

  • E - How many holes I have in my ears.

  • F - Give me any options, like 'hot or cold?'

  • G - The last person I said 'I love you' to.

  • H - The last person I hugged.

  • I - The last time I felt jealous, and why.

  • J - Are you insecure. What about?

  • K - What my full name is.

  • L - If I have siblings.

  • M - If I forgive betrayal.

  • N - If you want to know how I treat my friends.

  • O - If I like my school.

  • P - What kind of music I like.

  • Q - What the last party I went to was, and when the next will be.

  • R - For me to tell 10 of my curiosities.

  • S - 2 habits.

  • T - 5 things I love unconditionally.

  • U - How many texts I send daily.

  • V - 3 big dreams.

  • W - An idol.

  • X - If I've done something I regret very much.

  • Y - If I like my town and why.

  • Z - Ask any question you want.

My mother tells me
that when I meet someone I like,
I have to ask them three questions:

1. what are you afraid of?
2. do you like dogs?
3. what do you do when it rains?

of those three, she says the first one is the most important.
“They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”

I met you on a Sunday, right
after church.
one look and my heart fell into
my stomach like a trap door.

on our second date,
I asked you what you were afraid of.
“spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.”
I asked you if you liked dogs.
“I have three.”
I asked you what you do when it rains.
“sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.”

he smiled like he knew.
like his mom told him the same
“how about you?”

I’m scared of everything.
of the hole in the o-zone layer,
of the lady next door who never
smiles at her dog,
and especially of all the secrets
the government must be breaking
it’s back trying to keep from us.
I love dogs so much, you have no idea.
I sleep when it rains.
I want to tell everyone I love them.
I want to find every stray animal and bring them home.
I want to wake up in your hair
and make you shitty coffee
and kiss your neck
and draw silly stick figures of us.
I never want to ask anyone else
these questions
ever again.

three questions | Caitlyn Siehl (via alonesomes)
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