you came.

i silently hoped you wouldn't keep me waiting

we talk for hours
even as the sun goes down
and you stay,
even when the breeze becomes
less than comfortable

inching closer
only for the moment to be interrupted
by silence and an abrupt goodbye

do you feel the way i did?
or are we destined for unspoken truths,
and sentiments we aren't ready for.

if only our hugs lasted a moment longer,
and our fingers intertwined just a little tighter