I wish I could feel it in the way he looks at me,
In the way the muscles in his jaw contract,
In the way his eyes scream as much agony as they do envy,
In the way he blinks, slowly printing the memory in his mind,
In the way his breathing gets uneven and deep,
In the way his lips try to stop a smile but thankfully fail,
In the way the skin of his neck beats in echo of my own heart :
fast and faster,
In the way his body shivers.
I wish I could feel his love for me in the way he looks at me.
But he doesn't.
Created: Jun 27, 2017YsalineCo Document Media