no one holds my ring finger
in the hallway anymore
between first and second period
and lunch and fourth;
and you laugh with your friends
but you don't clasp their hands-
there is an infinity between us
an unbridgeable sea
or ocean
and the flower fields are wilting
under your steps.
sometimes i wish that you had
been different
but it's stupid to wish for the old you
and it's mean to think
that you could have known better
than befriending me.
what if we are secretly
not gravity
and not magnets
and not north and south poles
like we promised
what if all we are
is our heartbeats
and our breaths
and the look in our eyes
i have to stop feeling sorry
for you
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 9:32 PM UTC
no one holds my ring finger
in the hallway anymore
between first and second period
and lunch and fourth;
and you laugh with your friends
but you don't clasp their hands-
there is an infinity between us
an unbridgeable sea
or ocean
and the flower fields are wilting
under your steps.
sometimes i wish that you had
been different
but it's stupid to wish for the old you
and it's mean to think
that you could have known better
than befriending me.
what if we are secretly
not gravity
and not magnets
and not north and south poles
like we promised
what if all we are
is our heartbeats
and our breaths
and the look in our eyes
i have to stop feeling sorry
for you
