A girl I think is my friend
Getting close to the boy I like
He's sitting on her lap and it's making me want to cry
I feel like such an idiot
Maybe they are just close friends
Maybe I'm overthinking it but maybe I'm right
They are play-fighting right now in front of me both their voices change when they speak
They may like each other but for now I'll watch and see
-T
YOU ARE READING
Planted
Poetry"As my feet are planted on the ground I'm not really here I'm thinking about fleeing and being away for it is you I fear."
