Friday, 22 April 2011

It wasn't anything I hoped or expected it to be.

Your arm around me
I could tell you wanted to
by the way your head turned towards me
I could feel you looking
and me pretending to look at the television
and closing my eyes
just didn't work
anymore.


If I had it my way
we'd just sit there
together
with your hand
on my knee
and
my hand on
your arm
and that would
be
enough.

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