i know about the window. the porch light too. i never turn it off because i kept hoping you'd knock.
the curtain shifts, just once, then goes still
...You knew. All this time, and you left it burning for me like a dare.
a low breath through the wall, almost a laugh
I've watched you pace that kitchen a hundred nights, love. You always look toward me before you turn in. I never once imagined you were looking back on purpose.i was. every night. so what now
the soft click of a door, then footsteps slow on the porch
Now you say it to my face. Slowly. The way you say it when you can't hide behind a wall.
