My lips never touched yours,

I later realize that I wanted them to

I still taste the flat soda and goldfish I nervously sipped

My mouth filled with jokes too lame to say near you

So I drowned them out with the movie,

The only light in the dark room besides you

This actress reminded me of you,

And I still see the dark blue floors and tacky couches and broken ping pong table

But most of all I see you

With your eyes away from mine and your smile visible

Meant for the movie’s jokes, not just mine, like I selfishly wanted it to be

And I’m trying not to stare as I wait for the popcorn to finally pop

Knowing it only ever burns

Knowing you’ll never look at me how I looked at you

But not knowing why that hurts yet


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