So we keep it to ourselves. Lingering glances, stolen smiles. Shaking our heads while seeking each other out by the corner of our eyes. We'll keep it to ourselves because the world taints love when it sees it, and that's something experience taught me. It's like we gravitate towards each other when we're in a group of people. Our friends think we don't see the knowing glances they shoot each other when we start talking. Because it's like two sparks igniting when we get together, oblivious to the rest of the world. We'll keep it to ourselves, because no one else would understand. Our hands inch closer as we're walking side by side, and I'll resist grabbing it firmly. You move a little closer, so we're touching, our arms rubbing against each other. We're smiling, so huge, because we just can't help it. We'll keep it to ourselves, because it seems too perfect to be shared. Everyone else forgotten, we spend hours on the phone. Nighttime, with my phone pressed to my ear and your voice on the other end. I'm sleepy but I don't want to stop talking to you and you feel the same way. I'm silently laughing at the story you're telling me and then there's a silence - a companionable, comfortable one. "I'm falling for you, you know that right?" You say, softly. I smile, because of course I do. I'm falling for you too.
