I saw you today in your speckled cardigan that clashed with the floral tips of your Topman shirt and was even more disagreeable with your brick-orange bag. (You only brought it in case I needed to put something in your bag, as I always do.)
I saw you today wearing that smile I know so well. The smile of utter happiness to see me again. The one that is filled with anticipation, excitement and slight fear. (You probably couldn't get this from my stone cold smile but in that moment, my heart leapt from the same anticipation, excitement and fear of seeing you again for the first time after 2 weeks. Also, relief and a wave of love.)
I saw you today looking at me, your eyes glossy in the way lovers gaze into each others' eyes. I might have gazed back once or twice under the pretence of being confused as to what your expression meant. I saw you today, at the corner of my eye, sneaking in furtive glances. Not so furtive, in fact. (You thought I didn't know but I did.)
I saw you today. Naked and bare. All your layers of politeness stripped away. Down to the very core of who you are and what you felt for me. Love, as plain as you show it.
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