nobody even looks to see
what lies underneath
the surface anymore.
you run to smell roses,
but forget you get pricked
by their thorns.
you watch people pass you
in hallways over crowded by
insecurity and heartbreak,
not even looking at their
expressions or into their eyes.
you ignore the world,
hoping it'll ignore you too.
and I can see you watching
the cotton candy skies
in a parking lot in the middle
of the summer,
with that grin on your face.
and whenever I see you
wear that shirt, I can't stop
thinking of when I noticed it
for the first time.
but now I'm here watching you,
laughing with our friends.
ignoring everything else.
and I feel your eyes on me, and I
have to resist the urge to blush
under the pressure.
somehow you look at me the
way that you don't look at the
people in hallways or the people
who have hurt you with their beauty.
you look at me like I am the moon in
the night sky. you can't stop looking
at me and I feel more loved every time
that you do.
something makes me feel like maybe
someone as beautiful as you
on the outside might actually love
me for what's inside of me,
not for what I look like.
and with this thought, I don't
resist my urge to blush.
and neither do you.
September 2nd, 2019
YOU ARE READING
𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧
Şiir『for the one who made me cry so hard that I remembered I was human』 just another set of poetry :) sit back and enjoy it💛 (I changed the title because I needed something new 🌙)
