you twisting a blade of grass
between thumb and pointer
a distant look in your eye
me with my head down
concerned with the pavement
the sun beats down on our faces
and the words that stop at my throat
don't need to escape
you know the thoughts
the worries
the doubts
and the fears already
you turn towards me
squinting
and offer a shy smile
a breeze lifts the hair from my face
and I smile back
that was all I needed
