Our Conversations...

Our conversations You always seek my approval i know... yet you never want to show... we drink coffee.. you buy me cake we talk bitter sweet nothings till they say its time to close our conversations are never complete... thats just the way it is... and then we go our separate ways with our own thoughts swaying back and forth in the train and then i go home thinking about what i forgot to say.... and you go home thinking about tomorrow's day I notice many little things while we talk... the way you sometimes are but these are my private thoughts not to be shared. I sometimes strip you naked bare...i dissect you in and out sometimes... but you would never know .. these dissections are private. You look at me but you dont look beyond... you look at us but not at the horizon...I dissect you and you.. our conversations.