He tells me he's scared
Staring at me.
He asks why I cry
Taking a puff.
He says I'm more impatient now
Pausing. Taking in my actions.

Then I say, are you going to eat that?
Looking at him.
Knowing food would change the subject.

Then I say to myself.
What is he scared of?
Observing him going for the curry.
Then I ask myself,
Why DO I cry?
Noticing him drifting off.
Then I tell myself
I'm impatient for the times we're apart.