Why do we never speak a single word
about what we feel?
Eye contact lingers too long,
and neither of us looks away.
Barely any touch ~
yet we are both starving for it.
We stand so close,
I can almost feel our hearts beating in the same rhythm.
I hear you calling for me
in the quiet of the night,
But fear keeps your hands still.
So I stay.. here,
waiting for the words
we never speak..
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 7:15 PM UTC
Why do we never speak a single word
about what we feel?
Eye contact lingers too long,
and neither of us looks away.
Barely any touch ~
yet we are both starving for it.
We stand so close,
I can almost feel our hearts beating in the same rhythm.
I hear you calling for me
in the quiet of the night,
But fear keeps your hands still.
So I stay.. here,
waiting for the words
we never speak..