sometimes
it feels like
everyone but you
knows you
they know your name
your loves
your hates
your tastes in music
clothes
they know who you love.
they know you
and they know themselves.
their names
loves
hates
their tastes in music
clothes
and who they love.
and you know them.
it is you who knows nothing.
not your loves
hates
taste in music
clothes.
and certainly not who you love.
but do you?
listen to that little squirm in your stomach every time you see them.
listen to your heart beat faster when they say hello.
listen, however much it pains you, to the little clenching your ribcage when they look at someone else.
what does that say?
it says that the mere sight of them is enough to make your day.
it says that you cant ever get bored of listening to them, no matter what they are saying.
it says that you want to be with them no matter the cost.
but what does that mean?
you're not sure.
so you become friends.
good friends.
do things together.
movies, outings, talking about the small things
walking together, hand in hand.
and all this time
they don't know.
because its ok for girls to hold hands.
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so i entered this in a poetry competition, and won!
yay!
it was part of the hahndorf winter lantern festival.
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moments between moments
Poetrya collection of thoughts and kind of poetry for the moments between moments.
