misfitmisty
standing in a corner of a room,
steady and unable to roam,
your eyes suddenly met mine,
my vision turned into a line,
it was you, the only view
but suddenly, I feel blue
when i realize what is true.
as i stare deeper at you,
i saw how you gazed her
as she sits besides me
looking at you, too.
can i just pretend it was me?
to keep myself feel happy,
then choose to remain staring
despite the fact knowing
i’m not the one you’re admiring.
-misfitmisty