one day you'll walk past him and he'll
glance up automatically at the scent of
your perfume. his gray eyes will follow
your every move and he'll get a wrinkle of
confusion when you don't look his way.
and for once, you'll barely notice him, but
my god, he'll notice you.
for the first time in months, it will be his
heart that feels heavy and hollow instead
of yours.
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Poetry Feelings
Poetrythese are just a few poems i like, and thought i would share them.
