Beach Day
I wonder what I must have looked like
That afternoon
Reading in a ball
Hunched over my knees
Intently focused on the kindle
In my hands
What was he seeing to feel like that?
I felt it before I even looked at him
And then I did
And I couldn’t look away
Purely blissful giggles
Bubbled out of me
Everytime I glanced back
And he kept on looking
And smiling
And feeling whatever the fuck it was that makes smiling hard to stop
Because he kept on looking at me
And smiling
And I felt him there
Because I started smiling,
Before I even looked at him.










