Crushing Crush.

She lingers in what has been,

To him a faze.

She hungers for what has been,

To him a bother.

How very asinine of her to have been deluded

By his smile that left her dazed

He sought of her bestie

But to him she’s not

She wants to tell him all that unfolded

All the plans ahead

Met, with a shrug,

She melts away.

Maybe she’s too close for comfort

Or he assumes she’s a gate pot,

Numb to the stab of pain.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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