One Sided Love Story

I smile to you, its not returned. We talk-- rather maybe I talked the whole way home.

I look at you with an enamored look that is met with one of disgust. You're perfect In my eyes, your words can make me laugh, your smile can make me yearn, those hands can make me feel.

I smile to you, it's not returned.

I love you like I've never loved before, I adore you and worship the ground you walk upon. 

Though, you match it with cold brewing eyes.

...

He laughs, but not with me, but with her. The one with a pretty smile, the one who's quiet and docile. 

I watch, unable to tear my eyes away. 

Its always been her.

Its always been her...

So I walk home, writhing in my stupidity. For I loved you like I never loved before.

I lie in my thinking of you, unable to stop as wet memories run down my face, making their way onto my pillow. 

I still love you, perhaps I always will, and you'll always love another.