Shit rant poems

Whilst with another

She sat there
Quiet
Listening intently
While I talked to another.

She seemed content
To just listen
Whilst we shared personal horror stories with one other

I can sit with another
And she won't care

At least, I feel she doesn't

Even though sometimes I can feel her eyes penetrating the back of my head

Longing to interrupt my conversations

I let her sit.
And remind myself
To not indulge her

Because it will only hurt me in the long run

More than watching her & him
Trade saliva with snake like tongues

I talk to another
Because we're so alike

And because I dont think I could fall for her

The way I have already fallen

For the girl I could never have

(I know this is a short but i was just really feeling it.)