Eating my heart out ♡
A bell of the door rings
Like the voices in this place
I walk in the front
Looking for some lunch
I ring the bell on at the cash.
I waited until the person made it, at last
Her eyes locked with mine with a smile
To give me Comfort Inn to stay for awhile.
I ordered my food then went to take a seat
Sitting and waiting to eat.
And now I wait at a table for two
But being one, single, is all I knew.
I'll look around to see the site
The each couple was alright.
In my heart I cannot hide
Feeling alone, makes me want to cry.
Even still, That won't do
I can't think about you.
Then she comes with the plate
She left and I ate.
The only thing that makes me whole. Is the food that I mean eating so,
Eating food that I have within,
makes me forget about not having any kin.
I think I'm sitting at a table for two ,
eating was the only thing I can do
Tomorrow and future can always wait because, All I need is this food of plate.
But I didn't notice as I feed, you online someone was sitting across from me,
I'm not sure but this is just a hunch
When I met my special someone, on the lunch
YOU ARE READING
Eating my heart out
Poetrythis is a poem about or related to me the writer, this is a commentary on how dates work or how one longs to be with somebody but we'll do something to negate the fact that they may be lonely.
