When he is not looking
I smile
When he is not looking
I remember the way his eyes light up
When he is not looking
I trace the curve of his jaw
When he is not looking
I poke the tip of his nose
When he is not looking
I kiss her
When he is not looking
I hold her hand
When he is not looking
I touch her skin
When he is not looking
I trace my fingers along her thigh
When he is not looking
I smile
When he is not looking
I remember the way his eyes light up
When he is not looking
I trace the curve of his jaw
When he is not looking
I poke the tip of his nose
When he is not looking
I'm with her
YOU ARE READING
highlighters and candy erasers
Poetry"not everybody just gets to blurt out how they fucken feel every minute" (I'm trying to be an angsty Tumblr teen) **I wrote most of these when I was like 15 so it's super dramatic**
