I see your face on my newsfeed and
you are so handsome in a sailor hat
even with a piece of pizza stuck in your mouth
you are the most
classy person I see
and I scream
fuck this is gonna be hard.
it's gonna be so hard to look at you
and know
that
you
aren't
looking back at me
thinking the same thing I am.
we aren't in love, just me.
it seems when I fall, people take a
step
b a c k
so I'm going to face it
when I see your smile in person next
I will hold back my tears, my feelings
and I will smile too.
I'd swim through the ocean for you,
and you, just a friend,
but still the person I love the most in this wretched world,
are amazing.
and i will come to the conclusion that
I'm going to have to face this world
alone.
YOU ARE READING
complacent
Poetryquieter achieved poems from the girl who thinks of stars and angels