Even though I deny it,
We still look at each other
And we both know
It was an honest mistake.
Things happen for a reason.
Days when I see him,
I wish he would kiss me
Beneath a starlit sky,
But then it would be magical
And that's unattainable,
And in his heart
I'll never be number one.
If I can convince myself
Maybe it will be like it never happened.
That's how he gets by.
He pretends.
He pretends he never loved me.
He pretends he never wanted me.
He pretends I don't exist.
Is that what I should do?
Pretend he doesn't exist?
Wait- he who?
I don't know that boy.
Whatever happened to that one?
He went off and dated some girl
And left me to be happier I assume.
Yeah, that one- I never loved him.
I never wanted him.
And some days- it's like he doesn't exist.
But after today,
I can honestly say
I'm not pretending anymore.
But if you ask I won't know,
Whatever happened to that one.
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