I wrap my arms around you
Again
Intertwine our fingers
I know you are awake
So stop pretending to be
Asleep
I love the way
Our silhouettes leave
No white
Against the background
We leave
No place for loneliness
No place for sadness
I love the way
Our bodies
Fit together
Like pieces of a puzzle
Perfectly
I'll pretend don't notice the smile
Tugging at your lips
When I kiss your cheek
We'll play this game
If you desire it
When are you going to pretend
To wake up?
I am saying to you
"Hiro-san
I know you are awake"
Your eyes snap open and your face turns red
Just like always
One day
You will stop pretending
To be
Asleep
––––––––––––––––––––––––
The end is not supposed to be depressing. Somehow it sounds like Nowaki was talking about when Hiroki will die someday, but it is not referring to that! So please don't take it the wrong way. This is a happy poem. How was it? First time writing from Nowaki's POV.