Thoughts

I like to feel the warmth of you nearby.
I like to hear your voice.
I like to see your smiles.

But deep down inside,
I know,
are things words can never represent.

You fall silent
Nobody notices,
I look at you.

I could imagine my hand reaching out,
touching yours
telling you everything's alright.

I could imagine my hand stretching,
touching lightly on your cheek,
telling you I'm here with you.

Stop, I tell myself.
Never,
let your imagination run wild.

For out of the world we find,
the friends and the lovers.
I'll choose the friends anytime.

I'll continue to listen,
I'll continue to comprehend;
The person standing in front of me,
falling silent once again.