you're standing there
with a guitar in hand
as the crowd started to cheer
your voice alone
is music to my ear
as the song finishes
you smiled,
and my heart started to tear
the moment you searched the crowd for her
when I'm the one who's here
YOU ARE READING
Chained
PoetryI asked you if you love me. You widened the space between your thumb and your index finger, saying, "this much" And then I asked you if you love her. Your silence made me realize that both hands weren't long enough Completed.
