What Does The Moonlight Do For Us

In the darkness with the moon's light righ above us I feel your hand searching for something. It travels through my leg and I feel how this single touch makes my breath run faster. Your hand reaches my arm which leads you to your destiny: my hand. Surrounded by the darkness the night gives us, I feel your palm and I intertwine my fingers with yours, feeling how I am warmer than you, as usual. I try to look for your eyes but they are lost in the no-light scenario and I can sense how you're trying to do the same, so we pretend like we aren't searching for anything else. We're alike but we're not the same person. We're trying to do as is nothing is happening with our hearts, we're trying to do as if nothing's happening, going on, we're trying to make ourserlves a fool. I (don't) like it. I like you.