~Eighty Five~

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They're together, 
And talk about love and life, 
And here I am, 
Refusing to be near the two, 
because it makes me feel ew. 

She won't show me the texts because  she says I'll act like I did with the other two, 
which is true. 

Now, don't think I'm not happy for her, 
I am. 
I just can't do the whole sappy lovey thing. 

Which is odd, 
because that's precisely what I read, 
what I dream of. 

It's what I want and yet....
don't?

I don't know. 

When I think about it, 
it doesn't seem as bad, 
or when I read about it it sounds...
nice. 

But then I see it, 
and I back away from what I'm feeling. 

They do it and I take a step back. 
Like what the hell?

Did I want it?
Do I want him?
Or do I don't?


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