Shared silence

As comfortable as your hoodie

I know how you’d react

If I said that

Or if you found out

About him

Take the earbud,

I’ll listen through the other

That nervous habit of yours

Don’t think I don’t notice,

Don’t think I don’t care

When you talk like that

Or when you look at her

Like she should be yours

Your wild accusations

Come out in stone-cold glares

My violent envy

Leaves me in quips of wit

Annoying as heck, but would I change any of it?

Would your soul stay the same if I did?

He waits for me while I tie my shoe,

She shifts closer to you as you're walking

But then we sit and our eyes, they meet

The lines on your face soften

And I nearly forget that any of them exist