We talk a bit,
And then we stopped.
We glanced a bit,
And now it's done.
So much lost in so little time;
So much yearning
For someone I can't call mine.
Retracting back to fallacies;
Fallacies of one in blind love;
Love seen through a one-sided mirror,
Unbeknownst of what the other side may be.

We sat beside,
And now we're apart.
It felt so close,
And now it is so afar.
Too much for making a reel
Of something that'll never be real;
Or the fact that I still hold on to;
That there still may be a chance;
A chance to be the one to hold your hand;
Unbeknownst if you would hold another.

It felt like nothing;
And now it is pain;
At first it felt like sunrise;
Now I feel as cold as rain.
Too much for expecting
For something to happen
And now it's all gone to ****.
**I wonder if I was wrong to take that step.