I wanted to talk to her the way I used to.
"isn't it nice we both wear contacts?
We can see the leaves so clearly,
and they're changing color now."
I used to talk like that to her a lot.
I think she liked it, and it made me feel good.
but, but I couldn't say anything like that now.
I just looked at her. My body language illegible,
Chest leaned forward. I had never seen her shirt
before, or her bag. I felt anxious and wounded
beneath her gaze.