i wish you like me more.
as we hold hands down the beach
i wonder.

your words,
your actions.
what conflict!

distrust.

still, you're mine.
<3


i gave you my heart from the start
and never remembered to claim it back
(maybe i never it back.)
how many do you have kept buried?
somewhere forgotten and unwanted.

still, im content to let you have it.
though the void within me remains.

i count the years,
thirtieth day of the ninth month
marks the fourth year.

our fates do not meet
that i understand
yet, i think of what could have been
and the thread remains
unbroken, frayed, but there.

seeing you with her.
is like a knife through my heart
for you to say you love her
might as well drown me in acid.

truth is, i feel like an idiot.
undeniably so, i am one.
but im in love,
with someone i'll never have.

-sandra+