I saw you with her in the hallway.
you were pressed against her in a hug.
You were facing me
and
we looked at each other for a moment
and maybe
I'm imagining it
but I swear I saw a hint of sorry in them.
I quickly walk past you both.
and I'm struck with memories and thoughtless feelings.
YOU ARE READING
DROWN
PoetryI hate you. I hate me. I like the color Blue, the stars, the moon , and even you. |thoughts & feelings about heartbreaks|
