i got tired of waiting.
waiting for you to notice me.
the way my smile would always be a little brighter around you
and my eyes would shine more.
but you never noticed those things because you were too busy noticing her.
YOU ARE READING
permanently unfinished.
Poetrywe write our feelings on paper because we have no one to turn to when our vision is blurred by tears and our chests are crushed with sadness.
