Thinking of You
We lie in silence
eyes burning holes into each other,
your hand against my arm.
You ask me what I’m thinking,
but I just shake my head
and we let it drop.
You lay your head on my hip,
our heartbeats the only noises
breaking the warm, still silence.
I know I’ll kick myself later,
for not breathing out those words
in time with your lips:
“I’m thinking of you”.
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