Growing, living, thriving, accepting

It'll always be

His eyes still shine in the dim light.
But his sly smile stands out the most.
I've learned to notice the little things that might have been unrecognizable by others.
The pitch in his laugh, the grace in his movements, and the softness in his voice.
Sometimes I long just to be with him and to feel his warmth against my skin.
I long for his delicate hands to be laced with mine.
I long for his happiness to be shared with me.
As his eyes rest on me I can't look away. For a moment I think he might feel the same, even if the chances are unlikely.
But I'm wrong. His heart isn't with mine; his heart doesn't belong with mine.
His heart belongs with hers.
It'll always be with hers. The girl he will always long and desire for.
I'll never be that girl for him.
Even if he is that boy for me.

// I know I haven't posted in a while but thank you for reading! I'm also working on some letters so hopefully those will be posted soon! As always, I hope you enjoyed. (All writing is my own)