How can you miss something
that was never yours
how can you want something that was forbidden?
I was taken
but you were there
your curly, dark, **** hair.

I was taken,
but you were not
you were rugged **** and hot.

you and I were close as can be,
close as can be with a boyfriend
a boyfriend who called and texted
until I iced up
swearing and yelling that I ****** up
I cheated
I kissed you
we ****** and I lied

little did he know
I wouldn't even sit by your side.
you were fragile, so fragile
I didn't want to touch you
I didn't want to shake you
or wake you from your living dream
I thought you would just break apart.
You big old mystery.
He didn't know I felt this way,
he suspected and he accused

Things unsaid,
things undone
you untouched,
me unloved.
unraveling feelings
unraveling thoughts

I thought I was happy,
so did he,
we loved each other long,
long and tenderly
It was familiar, it was safe.
He didn't know I wanted
all I didn't have

The weird thing is I was happy
and that's what makes this so bad.

You wouldn't be good, poisonous practically.
You were forbidden fruit, but I was hungry.

Now that you are gone
theres nothing I could do
I have a few regrets
one, was not reaching out and touching you.

One belongs in the past,
The other is meant to last.
Choose wisely between one another,
Because you will lose the other.

I can see him blush
I think he’s got a crush
I know he’s staring at me
From the corner of my eye

I can see heads turning
I know their whispering
I watch them giggling
From the corner of my eye

Her hopes are dead
I know she cried in bed
I watch her turn red
From the corner of my eye

I pretend I don’t know
These seeds I won’t sow
I will just let it go
From the corner of my eye.

-Zainab Attari

A horse in a triangle,
A horse within a triangle,
A triangular horse.

It entered into our lungs,
it left them just as soon.
Long enough to quell our thoughts
like the sun precedes the moon.

We watched her come aboard.
We saw them all from high.
That's when it all began,
quicker than we would sigh.

One after another
the story repeated.
We gazed in amazement,
unable to keep seated.

She came again and ended,
herself before our eyes.
The screams themselves had blended,
un-deaf to all her cries.

It blew our senses open,
stunted in fascination.
We started to enjoy her,
we started to enjoy.
There was another her.

They're there - Their tangled.
Another love triangle.
Their there! They're 3,
Him & Her,
And then there was me.

How sad it is that I love someone else,
Whilst you are standing there with your heart cut into pieces,
And I, knowing that he doesn't love me at all.