Just Tell Me One Thing...

We sit there, staring each other down.

Brown eyes stare into blue eyes.

My lips itch to move, to ask you—

I know I can’t. I know I shouldn’t.

I should keep my mouth shut, and keep our stare off going.

Blue eyes gaze into brown eyes.

You open your mouth to say something, but shut it tightly.

I twitch my nose slightly. I want to scream out.

“Just tell me one thing?”

You beat me to it.

“How did this all happen between us?”

Those words dropped like a bomb on both of us.

The question will remain unanswered.