𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞

admiration

I have come to a point
where I know that the
conflict occurs, but
I do not understand its
mechanics and real meaning.
I know seeing you there
is wrong and wishing it
all would be is too.
you're hers.
you are her poetry and her
life and her smile.
I see pieces of you in her
every single day.
yet here I am wishing
you would be something for me
and that you could be my poetry.
but something about it is wrong.
something about you is not
what I feel for someone else.
the way that you look at me is wrong.
the way that you smile
when we're together
is wrong.
yet I can't help but
admire it all.
admire your humor and your
unconventional ways,
no matter how wrong.

written on: february 16th, 2020