it's that thing when
you're with someone...
and you love them
and they know it...
and they love you
and you know it...
but it's a party...
and you're both talking
to other people...
and you're laughing
and shining...
and you look across the room...
and catch each other's eyes...
but—
you're with someone...
and you love them
and they know it...
and they love you
and you know it...
but it's a party...
and you're both talking
to other people...
and you're laughing
and shining...
and you look across the room...
and catch each other's eyes...
but—
Comments
and catch each other's eyes..."
🥹 these moments... are so perfect. the eye catch with unambiguous communication enabled by just knowing someone *so well*.
you're possessive...
or it's precisely sexual...
but because...
that is your person
in this life.
And it’s funny and sad,
but only because...
this life will end, and
it's this secret world...
that exists right there...
in public, unnoticed, that
no one else knows about.