How is this for an arrangement?
(I know how you love arrangements.)
Every time you ask me when he’s going to ask,
I’ll ask you about the time you said yes too early,
As if it were the balm to every insecurity,
The answer to all your girlish prayers.
I’ll ask you to detail the years
You went to bed,
Tears veiled on your cheek.
I will ask you:
Does it matter what I’m generating, or that I am? Really.