every line of words
you shared with me.

thrilled
but
eventually disappointed.

shallow promises,
left waiting in a room full of people.

happy faces
unaware of what i was anticipating.

it was a dull fun
pretending i was enjoying the night.
when really,
i wish you were there to accompany me.

drunk texts
occupied with  excuses and a false amusement

left wondering why i subject myself to this,
i leave your empty response unanswered
hoping you might notice.
in reality, i am just screaming  inside.