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Loving someone who loves someone else
is like a poision being injected into you
turning your veins blue
inside and out
cold, like your lovers heart
left on the floor of a convient store bathroom
stepped on, and over a hundred times
collecting dust and dirty looks
loving someone who loves someone else
is like watching a broken clock
for twelve hours a day
prior to you changing destinstion
lowering expectation
craving conversation
fearing observation
because when you see your lover
touching someone else
a taste materializes under your tongue
that you only hope they taste too
hoping the theive of hearts makes your lover cringe
and heave
leave
and find you
bump shoulders in a way
that could only result in falling in love
stuck in a chinese finger trap
and you both only keep pulling
because the lover that you love so much, that you hate
is like a stained glass window
that you want to throw a window threw
roll up and smoke love
empty bottles of desperation
someone told me love was touching souls
and surely you've touched mine
because part of you
pours out me
in these lines
from time to time
and I am as constant as the northern star
constantly in the darkness
My advice:
Go with him, stay with him if you can,
but be prepard to bleed
because it has been him
far before you recognized it
before your friends told you how cute you'd be together
before the day you met
this is the relationship your friends had but you couldn't uderstand
the question you skipped on a test
and now you are ready to turn the multiple choice into a open ended
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