The worst feeling
Is knowing
That I am
Always
Thinking of him
Because
There is nothing
In this world
I want to think of more
Than him.
He consumes
Every thought
He is the only thing
On my mind
Every waking moment
Of every day.
He is
My first thought in the morning
My last thought at night
And every thought in between.
Every
Single
Thought.
But he does not
Think of me
Even once.
My face
Does not even
Flash through his mind.
It does not do to him
What he does to me.
And that
Is so unfair.
And I wish I could stop.
I wish I didn't think of him
Every waking moment
But I do.
I can't stop.
I couldn't stop thinking about him
If I wanted to.
He lives permanently
In my head.
He won't go away.
And that
Is the worst feeling
Of all.
YOU ARE READING
A collection of Poetry by a Teenage Girl
Non-FictionCall me Lo. I've made the decision to put my poetry out there for a few reasons, though it's not so great. -Another teenage girl will see this and relate to some of my poetry and know she isn't alone and her feelings aren't invalid -Those who choose...
