i never quite grasped why being around you never really felt weird times and times again where we just agreed with no further explanation needed
times and times again where you said out loud what i’d been holding in
making eye contact always felt like dancing to a song we both loved
i never quite grasped why being around you never really felt weird
until our eyes met unexpectedly leaving me feeling naked and unfamiliarly exposed
until i saw the same horror of being caught on your face
and catching a glimpse of what you normally hide so carefully felt like looking in a mirror
(i never saw the wave of love coming)























