you're not mine
so why is it that my face falls
on seeing someone else
other than me
by your side
you're not mine
so why is it that you turn your head away
when i catch you
gazing at my tiny face
you're not mine
so why is it that my eyes rain
on seeing you
you're not mine
so why is it that i cannot stop
writing about you
you're not mine
so why is it that i wish
your arms were wrapped tightly around
my frail body
you're not mine
yet i wish everyday
for you to say, "I'm yours"
you're not mine
perhaps that is why
i feel the way i do