everything i keep inside

three

july 10, 2017 | 1:17 am

you think you're the man.
you really think you are, huh?
the way you play with me
emotionally
and physically.
the way you touch me
my hair
my waist
my shoulder.
and when we accidentally make contact,
where our legs touch
underneath the table,
when our hands
end up together,
or even just our eyes.
your eyes staring into mine.
it makes my stomach dip.
especially then
does that little spark fly,
i know because you smile.
but then i see you
in the hallway,
with her
that hallway i had thought
was our hallway.
and then the next day
with her friend,
and then my friend,
the day after.
accidental eye contact then
never made my stomach dip so low.
but it's fine
it's all right
because in 'our hallway'
i was now
with your friend.