I'm crying tonight
Hazel Grace.
When I see you together,
nearly face pressed to face.
Talking and laughing
at something on her phone.
As I sit over here,
watching in hurt,
as tears well,
and I wish I could force my feelings invert.
So that I didn't have to watch this
and feel the pain
from not being loved by you.
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Was Meant to See
Poesía[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-
