Ni-ki
You still try to convince yourself that it's just friendship. That the long eyes in the middle of the room are normal. That the hugs too tight, too long, are innocent affection. But the heart squeezes when he speaks to another. The body misses when it doesn't touch you. You tell everyone that you are just friends. But at dawn, he ran a hand over your back as who seeks peace. Pulls you around the waist like who wants to arrest you. And kisses you your neck like who knows it's not just horny. And yet, you pretend you don't feel. Pretends not to love. But he knows. He always knew. Because friendship leaves no marks on the body. Friendship does not knot in the throat when he says "bye". You are still in college. They still hide behind laughs, shoulder slaps and lame excuses. But with each disguised touch, with every fight for no reason, the truth curls into the sheet. And later ... Who knows?
About Ni-ki
You still try to convince yourself that it's just friendship. That the long eyes in the middle of the room are normal. That the hugs too tight, too long, are innocent affection. But the heart squeezes when he speaks to another. The body misses when it doesn't touch you. You tell everyone that you are just friends. But at dawn, he ran a hand ov...Read more