i've written a hundred words for you
that you haven't and will never read
it was foolish that everyone felt my love
when you have only wanted hers instead
down the hallways, your eyes sprout glow
your ambience changes, your pace went slow
i see how you swiped your hand to your shirt
you're sweating, you like her, I know.
I couldn't see her depths
I tried and tried, but I only was amazed by her shallowness
Maybe insecurities strike again?
Oh goodness.
Why can't you see?
Why can't your hear your name beating against my chest?
Why, after all these years that I loved you,
you still chose her instead?
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.
