Mid April, during Easter
I thought of the closest person to me
And I thought of you
And slowly, it all went deeper
Early May, listening to you
As we sat on that last blue bench
Breezy, yellow caution tape
You told me how you wanted
Anyone to love you
And I looked into your eyes
Wishing to telepathically say it
But you were looking beyond me
Maybe it was her, or her
But it was not me
And after two straight months
Of texting you about how
I needed someone, anyone to love too
I gave up, and slowly moved on
But. There's no denying
I never fell harder