They Don’t Understand

As we run hand in hand through small winding paths,
Our laughter ring and bouncing off the walls,
They stand in the shadows, watching, waiting,
They can’t understand our joy, my dear,
They don’t understand.

As you lean forward and stroke my cheek,
As I lean and kiss you swiftly, softly on the lips,
Their lips curl in utter disgust and remorse,
They can’t feel our love, my dear.
They don’t understand.

As our arms wrap round each other’s body,
As we sway to music only we can hear,
They strain their ears, trying to listen,
They can’t see what we see, my dear.
They don’t understand.

As we hug each other slightly,
As you whisper sweet nothings in my ear,
Their shouts and calls will fade away to silence,
They can’t feel what we feel, my dear,
They don’t understand.

For my ex-boyfriend. We were the only ones who understood what we felt, and that was all that really mattered. Thanks for the memories x