현주

i look at you.

i fold my lips into some sort of twisted origami smile.

and i’m bad at it, i know.

“너 요즘 뭐하니?”
“괜찮아?” “잘 지내?” “야 현주! 오늘은 엄마가”-

“알겠어요.”

i’m doing ok. the paws of my sleeves cover your twitching fingers.

ilikeyouilikeyouilikeyoui'mnotlikeyoudon'tlookatmeplease- you’re doing just fine.

you look nice in that dress.

i hate being you. you think too much.