let me in
constantly blocking me out
i've learned to
admire you from a distance
but it's getting quite lonely out here
all i wish for, all i ever dream for;
notice me;
standing inches away from you;
notice me;
i beg of you, without your affection
i may as well rot in my own sorrow
i may as well fade away from the court
YOU ARE READING
the lonely club
Poetrysometimes i can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living
