ever wonder why you can never let go
of what you feel for someone
you know doesn't feel the same way?
why you still wish on those falling eyelashes,
dropping coins in those fountains,
closing your eyes on 11:11s,
why you constantly do it
even if they're never granted?
do you know that feeling
when you have this tiny bit of yourself
clinging on to the thought
that maybe—just maybe,
their feelings for you
would come crawling back.
even if there's this bigger part of yourself
that knows: it never will.