8. 04.January.2021
"I promise, I won't ever fall in love with you."
You were supposed to promise back,
but no words were said, and I ignored that fact,
pretending to forget.
Months passed as friends
and I met someone else,
But I kept finding myself looking for you
in her words - she just doesn't
have the stars in her smile
or see the magic in the ground like you.
I almost told you today.
Out in the weed ridden garden,
you poked a small leaf and said
'if grass can grow through weeded grounds,
so too can magic in a troubled world.'
I could've correct such thoughts.
That it was,
in fact,
another weed growing.
But when you can see stars in pretty brown eyes
There's not much else to be
thought of.
You handed me a yellow dandelion.
It was nothing but a weed,
but the way you entangled it in my hair,
it could not have been more like a flower.
And I almost told you...
But then your name was called,
and the stars exploded with a light that lit your face
and I see you with him...
his kiss on your cheek burns red
as it lights a blaze in my chest.
As does the smile you send him
that should've been mine,
and I realize
that sometimes a promise must be broke.
I already broke my promise to you
a long time ago.
"I promise I won't fall in love with you".
What a lie that was.