Sometimes it's like I look at him and I already know his entire story. Other days I look at him and I'm absolutely clueless. I want to know everything, in every detail. I'm guessing all of this when we're as good as strangers. He has this silent, cold gaze like he's set in a trance. I can tell he's been through a lot, his scar and his stare is the evidence.
Quiet. That's all he is most days. We have deep, conversations that seem to be natural with me and then he plunges back into his silent ways.
Refrain. I first learned that word from learning music sheets and the piano. 'To hold back' the second time I heard those words is when someone pointed out that I would hold back from speaking to people. 'Stop refraining yourself.'
I need her to leave me alone, all I have to do is act like I'm
