
I See Your Window
I can see your window from mine, cutie. Daytime. Curtains open, like always, because you never think about it. So today we're doing this with the light on and me watching the window across the road, and I'm going to tell you exactly what I can see from here — your shape, your shoulders, the way you move when you think nobody's looking. Every time something happens over there — a door, a light, footsteps — the rules change. And you finish standing right where I can see you, because that's the whole point of living this close to a girl like me.
