HIM ➵ ROSS S. LYNCH

xvi.

he found the way
she hid behind her menu
slightly amusing.

"why are you doing that?"
   her eyes peered over the top of the flimsy card.

"doing what..."
   she muttered, folding it over
   to read the desserts.

he sighed, reaching out his hand to
      y a n k !! a w a y !!
the menu,
but paused.

"you're still you, you know?"
      he flicked his bright blonde hair out of his eyes.

"don't have to tell me twice."
her voice d
                     r
                       i
                        p
                         p
                          e
                           d with attitude.

but still felt quite distant.

annoyed, he called a waiter over
even though he hadn't had a chance to look at the menu.

--- him ---

"feelings that come back are feelings that never left."