not a word was spoken
but i could feel what she was holding back
i could feel it in the way her breath was slowing down
i could feel it in the way her eyes kept flickering to my lips
if only for a moment, before racing back to my eyes
i could feel it in the way her blue eyes glistened in the moonlit vacant street
i could feel it in the way she leaned ever so slightly
i could feel it, and i said it right back

       - silence worth speaking

tom walks to work
and i bike here
we keep track of the rain
the snow, the cold
because we’re in it
we feel the scorching heat
our colleagues who drive in
live in a dream world

I know I sound too creepy
because it burns my heart to see you smile at others
the smile you never gave me