The Unrequited Love Poems

Does She Know?

Does she know what she has?

Does she understand her luck?

If I was her, I sure as hell would. 

It all feels so unfair to me. 

I love you.

So much. 

Scratch that. 

I am in love with you. 

When you give me attention, 

I feel like the luckiest girl to walk this earth. 

Then I remember her, 

The girlfriend. 

The girl I wish to be, 

The girl who takes you for granted, 

The girl who doesn't appreciate you. 

I am not as important to you, 

As you are to me. 

It hurts to know that I can't have you. 

I want you so badly. 

You are amazing, and she doesn't seem to realize. 

I got a taste, 

But she gets the whole thing. 

It's killing me inside. 

I've sat by quietly, 

Witnessing affection. 

The affection I crave. 

Does she know how good she has it?

Does she know who she has?

Does she know the love she's getting?

Does she know how lucky she is?

Does she know?

I sure do.