11.5.12

whispering

i tip-toe into the corner of your room
pretend to drink coffee,
pretend to look at the display board
while watching you work,
secretly.

you're tapping your feet under your table
to a song you're not meant to like
to a beat you're not meant to feel
while pretending to work,
secretly. 

i turn around and walk away
avoiding grins that are pulling at my face
avoiding conversations i don't want to make
while i'm in love,
secretly.

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