(14:00 pm)
I scoop some ice cream
you look at me "angrily"
cause it is yours, not mine
I already ate that, just gone
I hear mum's camera *-flashing-*
I think she took a picture of us
I don't mind, as long as I can have it too
Our legs are tangled together
under the little table in the cafe
and free hands are tied together
Your big one over my small one
we have to go back soon
me to my temporary home
and you all the way back
two hours to the next town
so you can get back in time
you squeeze my hand
and I look up at you
you mouth three words
I love you
heat comes to me cheek
Trapping me from saying
I love you too
YOU ARE READING
Night Changes
Poetry» Though they are apart, she still thinks of him and speak to him through words written «
