His deep hazel eyes,
                     That are full of
                             LIES
Pain and torment, that is hiding behind his
                          SMILES
Wishing for another, someone to call his
                            OWN
     But inlove with his best friend,
     Who he secretly stalks at home
                         HURT
                            &
                      BETRAYED
   That his other half has found another,
    Meditating on this he gives up and says
                 "WHY BOTHER"
                   Life is full of ****,
So he puts on one of those perfect,believing
                          SMILES
              ­  And pretends to be
                        HAPPY
       While slowly losing the love of his
                       LIFE……                  
                                  
                                        

Knowing this person was an amazing gift I've received from life,
But what makes it cruel and hurtful is that I cannot be his love and his wife....


Imperfect Desire **

The coffee slides down my throat,
Straight shot to my vines, an imitation of alive,
My hearts too preoccupied to do its job
Busy singing a siren song about a guy
Who didn't want me
Doesn't miss me
And won't

The anxiety of that truth slithers around my neck at night, stealing my rest
As the memories of his touch haunt my mind, circling on repeat, whispering 'almost'

I didn't know him long enough for it to feel this way
Heartache is for the splits of duration not the barely begun
But
Here I am

In withdrawal of him and all we could have been