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FALLING FALLING FALLING
Every day
In my head
I talk to you
About the Things
The Things You Need To Know
About me
And I ask you all the questions
About the Things
The Things I Need To Know About You

I watched you while you watched the movie
I think you didn’t see
I hope
Your shuffling feet almost made my heart burst
And I saw what you did with your fingernails
I wanted to offer you the ash tray, that’s where I put the remainder
But then I worried
Worried I was invading
Worried you appreciated the illusion of being unobserved
Worried you might be ashamed
Like I would probably be though I shouldn’t
So I didn’t
I just kept watching from the corner of my eye
How you nibbled away pieces of your fingernails
And collected them in a flap of your chic dress shirt
How you kept them there
All through the movie
And even when you got up to leave
You pinched them between index and middle finger
And tied your shoes with the remaining 8
I could see that you’ve done this a hundred-thousand times before
And I was in awe

And then I wish
Wish you’d see me as I see you
Or anyone, really
Wish you’d notice all those details about me
The way I notice all those details
Do you?
Wish you’d tell them back to me so I can see myself
From somebody else’s eyes
For a change

I want to be seen
Caught in the act like a thief in the night
I want this to stop.