sweaty palms

you might have thought we could be in love
but that prospect just makes me laugh
because I only like the way our palms sweat when we hold hands
and how fast your heart beats when you think of kissing me
and how we almost fit together, almost, not quite
and I don't mean to break your heart
but I don't mean to do a lot of things I do

you might have thought we could be some kind of forever
but that just makes me smile
because I only like the sound your car door makes when I slam it shut
and the way your eyes dart around in the TV-blue light
and the way your mouth fits with mine, again almost, but not quite
and I don't mean to break your heart
but I don't mean to do a lot of things I do