I looked at you in the eye, smiling and jesting all the while. I didn't avert my eyes, not even once. So I was surprised when I didn't feel the familiar ache down my chest.
But I saw you holding hands with her… and the familiar ache came, crushing and shattering what was left of my heart.
And I wonder, how come I can look at you directly in the eyes and feel nothing, but when I see you holding her hand, it was like something was squeezing my heart?
Maybe… just maybe, maybe I didn't long for you anymore. Maybe I longed for the affection… the love. And I don't know if that's better than longing for you again.
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Midnight Thoughts
Poetry❝And if you ever think no one can hear you, darling, you're not the only one.❞ As the title claims, these are my midnight thoughts. It's the questions, possibilities, what-ifs, scenarios that keeps me up at night.
