Sister's Pickle

AMÉLIE:
I could stay right here
And give back the boy his book
But if I stay right here
He’ll think that I’m a nun
And I am not a nun
He’ll think that I am chaste
And I am not that chaste
Or I could run away
Leave his book on the shelf by the lube and the lingerie
But that means it’s over whatever this is
And I
Really think I should wait
Though it’s hard to articulate why
Or I
Could stay right here
And shake this habit off
Just stay right here and say ,"hello"
And say my name
Say, «here's your book»
And, «what a place»
And, «hey, let’s keep in touch»
But that’s way to much
It’s hard to go unseen
At least in this instance
With so little distance between
Me and the boy and his book and the shop and the-
Wow
I take a step to get out but my feet forget how
Now it’s me
Just me against the door
This isn’t what I thought!
Although I think I want some more
But not right now!
Now I need to go
I’m not finished with the boy-
I mean the book!
So I will hold him-
Hold it
'Till tomorrow