My Side

I walk with my partner next to me along the long sidewalk, the roaring machines I hear on my left side. We're silent, our legs are aching from walking. I'm trying to figure out where to rest. The park? a restaurant? her house? (impossible). We go to the park and sat down on the bench. People are walking their dogs, playing basketball, playing tennis and such. I wanted her, I wanted everything she held. The day gets darker, the cozy temperature gets colder. My body couldn't handle it, so we got closer and closer; our cheeks touch one another, but we don't kiss, we didn't kiss that night. because if we did, I would've burst into flames.