Poems. My storys into words.

#4 "In a crowd"

In a crowd of people,

I look for you.

You're the first face i always look for,

the one person i always want to see,

but i notice lately,

you never look for me,

your eyes constantly wander looking for another face in the crowd,

i know its not me.

i must not be the first one you think of.

Its hard to think that maybe i'm not the one who makes you happy,

that maybe i'm just never on your mind at all,

like you are on mine.