The Way You’d Look at Him
Because I love the way you’re in my thoughts.
I keep picturing the way you’d look at him if I told you to talk to him for a while.
Not flirty. Not obvious. Just you — relaxed, smiling, being yourself.
But I know you — I’d see the way your eyes would linger a little longer than usual.
I’d watch that tiny change no one else would catch, and it would be enough to make me want more.