if only for one night

"Your eyes say things I never hear from you."

Damon had sat across the room from Marisol everyday for the past eight months. She came into the cafeteria each day at 12:15. She got a tuna sandwich, some piece of fruit, and an apple juice. Everyday. And then she sat alone, eating her lunch and reading.

Damon would eat his lunch quickly so he could be done by the time she arrived. Then he would ogle her quietly around the edges of his newspaper.

Maybe it was the books she was reading, but Damon had become mesmerized by her face. Despite the monotony she manifested by her daily lunch routine, Marisol's eyes exposed another side of her. Sometimes they were bursting with adventure, sometimes they were brimming with intrigue, and others they were overcome with emotion.

Marisol would read and these dormant desires for adventure and romance would surface on her face. Damon would watch and share in these desires vicariously.

But his favorite part came five minutes before going back. Marisol would close the book, throw away her food stuff, and stand near the small window overlooking the parking lot. She would reflect what she just read. It was always then that Damon could see the longing on her face. The want for her life to be more. Damon's reflected the same look of longing; only he longed for Marisol to see him.

everything you want

"He's everything you want."

Intelligent
Strong
Ambitious
Focused
Affectionate
Adventurous
Caring
Funny
Attentive

"He's everything you need."

He's here right now. He wants to take care of me and show me the world. He wants to hold my hand and listen to my life. He wants to be loyal, honest, and committed. If I let him, he will sweep me off my feet. He adores me... at a time when I feel alone and unsure of myself.

"He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be. He says all the right things at exactly the right time but he means nothing to you and you don't know why."

But I don't spend my nights with him. I don't wake up and think of him. I don't reminisce on our time together. I don't yearn for him when we are apart. I don't find it cute or exciting when he calls. Its too much of an effort on my part, when it should be effortless. My indifference is devastating for both of us.