Alone

I sit silent. 
Overhearing conversations.
Laughters start off timid sort of unnatural.
As the wine flows the smile grows.
Bodies convulse, mouths are open wide, and heads are thrown back.
I sit in silence
Overhearing conversations
A woman that is no longer in love showing every bit of disinterest in what is being said.
A man struggling to be kept, the love he knows is dead.
I wonder if he feels it too.
I enjoy being silent and overhearing conversations.
Try it
Be silent
Overhear conversations
Let the room overtake.   You
By LyingTongue