I stare from across the room,
longing stabbing at my heart
Blond hair, blue eyes,
long legs, small size,
everything I almost have
I'm around her constantly,
that only makes it worse,
she's the one thing I can never achieve,
one unattainable goal
I settle for friendship,
we want different things,
but being around her is great,
better than nothing at all,
at least
We stop being friends,
it hurts more than it should,
and I hate her, with all my heart
I promise, I do
But it's nearly 750 days
why am I not over you?
YOU ARE READING
The archer (poetry book)
Poetry!! NOT A STORY !! This isn't fiction, or a story, this is me, and the poetry I wrote about my own life and experience. Not expecting anyone to read it but I just thought I might put this out into the world because it's a little snapshot of the real...
