I was fine
we were friends,
I took what I could,
unsatisfied with what I had.
When I asked for more,
you said no,
So, we stayed friends,
beautiful, unperfect, but just friends.
But then one day,
You claimed we were done.
My ego let you go,
Now I walk around,
with a hole in my heart,
staring at strangers,
hoping, my love,
that you’d stare back.
