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Lance Mar 11
My heart always skips a beat
Each time my eyes find you
It's sweet
Yet I hope you knew

I love and wish to spend every waking day with you
How I wish you knew
Yet you like someone new
And no longer see me

Longing and hoping
To have reciprocation
But alas

You may like someone new..
The feeling in your chest that whenever you see that person you like but could never have. The smile in his face knowing you aren't the person making him smile. And lastly knowing that he is falling for someone else.
Ingram Jan 17
All it took was one look from me
and you would have bent over backwards so easily.
I took advantage of the love you had
because I needed to fill a void so bad.
It’s true you knew how I felt for I wasn’t fooling anyone
but I still feel guilty for everything I have done.
I can see that you try and try and try
but this time you will have to tell me goodbye.
I will stop you from coming back and begging for more
because I need you to move on and realize you don’t deserve this unreciprocated love anymore.
Diana Santiago Aug 2021
I waited in vain for your validation
In hopes that maybe you’d see me
The way I saw you, beloved
Sadly, you viewed me like thin air

While I was mesmerized by your cappuccino skin
And the way your hair danced in the wind
You couldn’t give a **** about me
I was just one of many who looked your way

Even as I would ignore you in plain sight
I would beg for your attention in my head
But you only threw crumbs at me
Like I was some lost street pigeon

Keep your linty crumbs for someone else
The hell you think you are?
I am deserving of so much riches
Yet I feel like some vagabond
A Howell Jan 2021
to say the least
i’m a little confused
why i gave you

all of my nickels,

all of my dimes,

and every last penny,

but in return i get
nothing but a neon

because like your heart
this machine is out of order
Ahmad Attr Dec 2020
Poured so much love in my words in my hatred
Tell myself that I’ve learned, got hurt
Nothing worked, nothing worked
Recited your name, made myself you
Nothing worked, nothing worked
Breathe my life into you, but nothing ever is enough
Told myself that I’ve moved
Didn’t work, nothing ever does
What even are you?
A question I never thought I’ll ask someone other than myself
Deaf to words, blind to songs, mute to kindness
Bathed in darkness, pure of lightness
I want to write a eulogy
A funeral of everything ‘you and me’

But I can’t
I like sitting down for hours and rant
I like sitting through all of your weathers and seasons
I like hating you, meticulously finding the reasons
I like putting my head on your knees
I like seeing you how nobody else sees
I like writing you; from your nascency to your afterlife
And I like you, I can’t help but like being tied to your life
I breathe my life into you but it isn't enough, nothing ever is.
xandra Dec 2020
every time i imagine your name
or your face,
or any daydreamt aspect of you
interacting with me,
instead of your name,
i will think,
"for what?"
and i think,
it's better this way,
~for both our sakes
xandra Dec 2020
was it how you made me laugh,
or how that laughter decimated
my sense of uncertainty
and lulled me into a temporary constant,
in my ignorance,
a real version of me
fell into a faux version of you.
xandra Dec 2020
there was
one version
of you
who wanted
a version of me;
it was only ever
in moments
like the one where
you let me invade your
the same way you wriggled your way deep into
my subconscious thoughts. there was
one version of you
who wanted a version of me
~but not the way that i wanted you to~
Ahmad Attr Nov 2020
I envy the person whom you wrap your arms around
Who gets to hear how your heartbeat sounds
I envy the person who you love with no bounds

I wish you could love me the same
So we could lose ourselves in the rain
Whisper to each other, our names
Love me so much that the world call you insane

But then there you are with your lover
Not the fake one like me but the real one
Whom you press your body against beneath the cover
Whose name dances on the tip of your tongue
I envy the person who gets to hold your hand
Underneath the crimson moon or watching the midnight sun

I wish, I wish to watch you cry and skirl
Your happiness, your dances your twirls
many things holding you back
So, I wish you love me at the end of the world
Will you love me at the end of the world?
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