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lilly Aug 2017
VI
he knows that i noticed
of his love
for her
i became a bridge of some sort
a connection
an outlet to vent to

i became all his unsent texts
all the unsaved draft emails
all the crumpled love letters buried at the bottom of his bin

and somewhere along the way
i became a friend
a source of comfort
warmth
and just as he opened his heart to mine

i did too

at least that's how it was for a little while
VI: the sixth work in a series of short poems; series one.
lilly Aug 2017
V
i get mad sometimes
though i have no right to be

she doesn't notice the way he feels
and i think
does she not see?
that she is the cause
of his pain?

but none of it is her fault
absolutely none

love is not a choice
it would be far easier
to live in a world where feelings were nonexistent
and love wasn't so significant in our lives

but then the question arises

is a world like that
worth living in?
V: the fifth work in a series of short poems; series one
lilly Aug 2017
IV
she gets a lover
proclaims her love
screams it at the top of her lungs
glee flooding her eyes
i'm happy for her

but why is it
that as she talks about her lover
i glance over at him
and watch as he smiles a
sad synthetic
smile

am i the only one
who can see his tears
threatening to spill
IV: the fourth work in a series of short poems; series one.
lilly Jul 2017
III
it's her birthday
i give her my gift and he does the same

but he steps forward with a certain
hesitance
a slight colour to his cheeks
he lets go a second too late
and she flashes a grin
he smiles too

but whilst red spread to the back of his neck
and the tips of his ears
and whilst he heard his heart

stop

she felt nothing but warmth blooming in her chest
for
a
friend
III: the third work in a series of short poems; series one.
lilly Jul 2017
II
and i watched
while the spring breeze swayed the curtains
and a weak smile played on his lips
her eyes were closed
dark lashes fluttering gently
light snores escaping her mouth

he held her hand in his
and i couldn't help but to wonder
how could a love be so pure?
II: the second work in a series of short poems; series one.
lilly Jul 2017
I
once you know something it's hard not to notice it
how his gaze seems to linger
how he hugs her as if he never wants to let go
how he stares just a little too long

how behind his smile
and in his eyes
for a fleeting moment
hopelessness
is all
you
see
I: the first work in a series of short poems; series one.
Janella Maniquiz Jun 2017
I know such foolishness
I'm experiencing it myself
But I also know how it tingles
When you tell your fears and secrets

The gap between your teeth
And your eyes, oh how it sparkles
I sometimes want an out
For your existence, it overwhelms

I know that it should hurt
How I'm loving you in secret
But not at all, when I know
Our friendship brings contentment
Kmo Jun 2017
This

unrequited love

satisfies me

even though

it pierces

somewhere

in between

my

lungs

and

chest
A broken heart is better than two.
LexBbq May 2017
I'm sorry for loving you, more than just a friend.
I'm sorry for being a burden to you.
I'm sorry for all of the lies I have said.
But believe me, it was all because I love you.

All the times we've spent together,
That seemed like time would never end.
I'd love to do it all again until forever ends.
Though, I think you've already forgotten all of those because now, you're with her.

Although it hurts I'm used to it, I'll endure all the pain.
The memories and butterflies, I'll burry all of those.
For the sake of you and the one you're kissing under the rain.
Don't worry about me just hold her close.

This is just another unrequited love,
I'm used to it so don't worry.
Just think about her, your one true love.
And if I have to say anything else,


I'm Sorry.
1. Unrequited Love
2. I'm Sorry
LexBbq May 2017
I've always wondered from afar,
"What if it was me?"
The one beside you on the front seat of your car.

The way you look at her,
Never wanting her to leave you.
And the way you talk about her,
With excitement and delight.

I might have wanted to get in between.
However, I won't so don't be afraid.
This selfish part of me is not to be seen.
For that's the promise I have made.

This is just another unrequited love,
I'm used to it so don't worry.
Just think about her, your one true love.
And if I have to say anything else,


I'm Sorry.
1. Unrequited Love
2. I'm Sorry
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