you wait quietly at the side watching him and the conversation that you can’t hear. silently observing the way he listens intently and the way he smiles at her. wondering what could possibly be that funny and why you are watching this through another lens. after a few minutes it becomes a little too hard to watch. watching this scene is something like watching a what-could-have-been. you try to remain nonchalant as you make mental notes in your head of the lack of meat on her bones and the body language that speaks of closeness in front of your eyes.
in your head you think
never, but still, an almost lover