I could have finally tasted your lips,

I could’ve finally savored a kiss,

One as precious, sweet as I imagine;

My imagination, a shattered hope.

I could have held your gentle hands,

I could’ve frolicked through the lands,

Knowing you thought of me with love;

But no, you think of her with love.

I thought I was almost there,

But now I only stare,

At hands that grabbed a hammer

And plunged it deep into my heart.

Desires I can’t speak of,

Hinted at, too hidden,

Flow out of my body—

I feel nothing but pure ache.

I’d stare into your gorgeous, once-there eyes,

But if I looked into those eyes now,

I’d see a reflection of myself in tears,

I could’ve embraced you every day and night,

But you left me hanging just for her,

And I fall— stuck in a hole of hopeless feelings.

And when I watch you walk away,

Your eyes and mind trained on her face,

I’ll kick myself, thinking to myself,

Of if I have done some things wrong.

I have eaten my heart out,

With embarrassment, self doubt;

You’re stuck in my head,

When I whisper to myself

“Goodbye my almost lover.”

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A poem about someone being lead on (if that wasn’t obvious whoops-)

Also I just realized how much the (started on [this date]) in bios caught on bcs I was the first person to do that (even though it’s removed now) 😭🙏🏾