1:03 AM

1:03 am, not the best time to be thinking about how you'll never be mine

Getting warmer than usual, palms clammy and a strange feeling in my heart

My body seems to predict your presence before the thought of you even crosses my mind
I hate reading love stories now
Because as much as I try to remember someone else, I yearn for you
And then the sight of you looking at her flashes infront of my eyes
I can't see anything else then, for my tears turn me blind just like how I blindly fell for you
I was laughing then though, cause I had never felt such ecstasy
Staring at your lips, knowing that I could never kiss them
It pains me when you hug me tight, because I know I can't ask for more
But I'll scrape the pieces of love you scatter here and there for me
I look at you from afar even when I'm right beside you
I can stare at that face forever, but just not when it's buried in her arms
That's the only time I wish I was someone else
Because if changing a few aspects about me would get me you
I would change everything without even giving it a thought
But for now I'll gawk at your smile and I'll hug you when I can
One day my eyes will learn to see you differently
And my heart will learn to love you without longing to be loved back
But right now it's 1:03 am, and all I can think about is how you'll never be mine

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