Kate

not a real story, but a real girl

You

laughed politely.

Your teeth

making white triangles

between

dawn sky cheeks.

I wanted 

to sit next

to you

and we could

talk

really quietly, 

really close-up.

I wanted 

to hold your hand

under the table 

and watch

your smile

climb up to the edges

of your cheekbones,

and hear you laugh

in that way 

you do.

And know

that we could have 

that moment

for the rest of

our

lives.