Perceptible

I miss your soul next to mine. I know it's cheesy and i could never say that to you out loud. I know you don't see things this way, like i do. You're a different kind, i'm kind if evasive and i guess spiritual or intuitive, when you're that grounded and cartesian being. With your mind and observation so sharp. You felt it though. I just know. I loved how you calibrated your stares with intention. I was secretely thirsty for how rarely you gave them, but how precious, how deep. That is just everything to me. And that smile you gave me that one day both under the sun, not like you gave up being stoical, you never did, but as a silent and playful "i got you, i know, here is me taking a risk in full light, watch me.". I was so embarrassed, yet i wish you knew that i did measure that smile. I like you. You know more lies behind my words and silences. I wonder was i really that good at keeping it a secret ? I kind of feared or not... that you found out. Deep down i know you knew. You've felt it?