He leans over me

Shoulder touching mine 

Smiling with his eyes

Speaking softly

Quietly

Pointing out of the plane window 

"I love this part...

It's so beautiful"

In his thick slovakian accent...

He points again 

The plane lowers into the clouds

Slowly

Seductivly 

& teasing

Covering the wings & windows

In fluffy

Marshmallow like

Goodness..

I blush at the thought of him 

finding poetry

in something so beautiful 

before I could...

I'm starting to socialise again...

In those tough six months 

It was rough

& social anxiety turned up

With a torch 

They came to me with 

Open palms & 

Inviting arms

Reassuring that I'd be out of harms way

But they lied 

I was not better off

In fact

Quite the opposite

But...

Not to worry 

That relationship was only temporary

We broke up and now I'm back

Smiling

Laughing

& Chatting