11:11 pm, Monday night.
Make a wish.
Duo tried not to think,
Let alone check the time.
Those weren't things you were supposed to do when in your lover's arms.
He looked up into Heero's eyes,
Only to find distracted ones matching his own.
Had it always been like this?
He could see it,
The checklist that Heero was running down.
He'd made note of things Duo'd said he liked,
And always made sure to do them.
As if it would excuse his distance.
Duo closed his eyes.
He didn't want to see that checklist staring blankly back at him.