Small
“You’re so small”, he says, looking down at me,
My almond eyes looking up at him searching for some sort of closure in that statement.
I had heard this millions of times before,
Whether it be in mock or in awe.
It was different this time.
I could see the words forming behind his honest eyes–tired.
He smirks.
“I know”, I whisper, my eyes pointed down at my feet.
Silence.
I don’t know how to feel,
so I guess I’ll just remain stoic.
I hear him laugh.
I look up.
“I like it”, he says.
“I think it’s cute.”
I smile and look up.
He looks into my eyes and I see it: closure.
(2013)
