I always sit
Arms folded and legs crossed.
Eyes ahead.
With a dear friend
at my side.
And how I'd love
to s t r e t c h o u t my arms
Open up
my heart
and quit pretending
that I don't notice you're there...
But...
Eyes forward
Legs crossed.
Paying close attention,
Not even grazing shoulders
except lined with apology.
I don't believe in that...apologizing for touching someone...
Eyes forward
Arms folded
Legs crossed.
Paying attention
And forcing back down all my love.
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