December 5, 2013

You pushed back the

drapes for me so I could

watch the sunset while i lay

in your bed. You played with

my hair as I sniffled and ached, and I

hummed against the silence, fogging

up your window with my breath

I wondered if you noticed my 

smile when your fingers got caught 

in the tangles of my hair, but the 

moment passed and I never thought to 

ask. I wish I did. I wish I could have 

heard you chuckle afterwards, because I 

always thought it was how you told 

me you loved me.