and i don't understand
         (but i want to)
where you go when your eyes get far away
or the shadows in your head when you say
you're not okay,
but i do understand
the way your fingers lace with mine,
the warmth of your skin,
the hungry way you kiss.
i'll never get your jealousy,
but i know love,
and i know loss,
and i want to know you.
and i hope this isn't a pattern
or my insecurity
or my boundary issues manifested,
but then you smile,
and i feel good,
and that's enough
to make me forget
(for now)