Originally posted on Medium From Google Images Third somebody in the room Like an impenetrable wall Between us. The mind knits careful words yearns for a soft feel of the cheeks pinches in anticipation of the kiss. Unsaid, undone. Cheesy sugary eternals Aborted, replaced with blank expressions All the love means nothing With a strange face in the room Not intimate, never alone.. Not two, always three. Cackling laughter that fills the room
