Under the stars we sit and we talk,
the moon shines bright above our heads.
Stars glisten in the distant sky
everything but you is so far away tonight.
We could talk for hours, but we sit in comfortable silence.
Just us, you and me, sitting here.
The Air grows colder as the sun’s warm rays are forgotten.
It’s hard to see things far away as of now.
You sit beside me, clear as day.
I think, but I’m not quite sure;
I bet I could see you just as clearly with my eyes closed.
The way your breathing stops when you hear a noise;
How you shift every 3 or 4 minutes;
That one specific smell that always lingers around you.
And the occasional gasp or sigh that escapes your lips,
but that only happens when something happens around us.
You stand silently and walk around for a minute,
offering me a hand up was so gentlemanly.
For that second I can see what they all see in you;
I’d never have the guts to tell you that.
I could tell you anything though..
Or at least I thought.
But not this, not this ever.
It’d ruin everything we’ve got.
We’re simple and easy, we’re not hard to manage.
There’s no drama, no whining.
Our relationship does no one damage.
I don’t want to feel this way,
I say good night.
Walking back to my house I wish I’d said something different.
but in the end, who will ever know what would have been
right?
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A Glance Into My Mind
PoesiePoetry i have written at the proverbial best of times, and worst of times. This should give all who care a small but enticing look into the mind of one depressed and wistful sophmore.