Absentmindedly she
brushed her bangs away from her eyes
watching me watch her from across the room

Hours, days, months I watched those eyes
trying to understand what was going on behind them
never getting past infatuation

Intellectually I knew that her habits were
unsubstantial and not symbolic.

I knew that her legs stretched out on her couch meant only
she was trying to get relaxed

nothing more

 

Absentmindedly she
brushed her bangs away from her eyes
the last time I saw her
sitting in a window seat at a coffee shop   

waiting for the next moth

 

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