It was almost something
The way he looked at me
With a dim light in his eyes
But
He looked at her with galaxies
Hidden behind shadows of warm
Cozy memories
It was almost something
His kiss melted my heart
But harden his um...
But
He kissed her with a craving
Of love not lust
His lips the perfect shape to match hers
Fitting together like connecting pieces
That have been missing each other
It was almost something
When he called me
"Cute"
My heart fluttered around
In my chest like butterflies he
Had set free
He called her beautiful
Hair up in a twisted bun
So perfectly sculpted
By not even trying
Leaving me with a hole in the flesh that lived
In my chest
With each touch
With each word
With each promise
With each lie
I sunk deeper and deeper
Into the black pit of his
Almosts
I craved him
His smile etched in my memory
His laugh sewn into my heart
Like a girl scout patch
I ripped his laugh from my heart
I erased his smile from my memory
Now he is a scar left on an organ
Given credit for love
