Sadness

The other day i saw you speaking to me

such perfection was the motion of your lips, 

their lines,

your beautiful eyes

a tiny shiver under your smirk right before a mutter, "later"

the following gasp of your eyes up to mine

if you're wondering whether I'd noticed the shiver,

i did

and i almost believed it

i could almost tune out your screaming

that while desperately trying to compress the truth,

you were not begging me for dear life,

in secret, 

to realize, to realize