Solo

You watch the rain drops
flowing down the glass
fast and continuou,
Just like the silly argument
volleying back and forth
On the front seat.

You watch that hand
slip comfortably into another hand.
The shoulder being crushed gently
and relaxed.
Gently crushed and relaxed.

You notice the silent conversation
between two pair of eyes
No cellphone, no bluetooth,
No messenger service.
Only a smile and a blink for a full stop.

You watch, you notice, you observe
while you remain…