I wonder if you are watching me as intently as I’m watching you. Your hands fidgeting. I fight not to stop them with mine. We can hardly match eyes, worried that it might stir too much. Worried that we might ruin what we have with something more.
I wish I could hold your body up against mine. For longer than 5 seconds. Long enough that I could breathe you in. That I could feel your body react to mine.
I wish I could stare into your eyes and not have us look away. I wish so many other things but most wishes don’t come true.
that there are so many people who love each other but are too afraid to say something or make a move that all that potential energy goes to waste when it could become something much more