
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