Revelation
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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