private conversation

you know,

the thing about you is...
not the shape you take
when you walk away

(although,
the weight of your pants
around your hips looks quite nice)

and it's not that, at times,
your face is one that i'd like to press
mine up against

it's really just that
i seem to like it best
when you're around me.

so much so that
i think about you
when you're not around.

and sometimes
i catch myself
wishing that you were

so that i could say things like
"did you see that guy enter
from the edge of the screen?!"

and you would tell me
that really,
he was there all along.