Good Night (Poetry)

Let me be the shy one in your book
let me be the one who got away
I’m fascinated yet I dare not look
infatuated but I cannot stay

Naked underneath the clothes I wear
close and yet not close enough to touch
you peel the conversation down to bare
the implication bothers me too much

Your favourite but it’s not the only game
forgive me if I suddenly take flight
I know your reputation by your name
and I’m flattered as I mutter my ‘Good night’