you stifled the surprise as honey ran down the dull, heated spoon;
i could almost see the glow come off your cheekbones when you molded your eyes against the grain of the coffee table.

you thought, but you didn't think.

so we talked with our dizzied eyes and danced with the idea that we handed each other nothing more than friendly gestures and unwritten secrets.

i just knew you didn't put your heart into it.