You see him pass by.
Butterflies fill your stomach,
Your head pounds,
And your heart skips a beat.
He turns and you catch his eye.
A smile creeps across his face
Until he sees someone else.
They are twisted and ugly.
The smile fades and he turns away.
You are now swallowed by emotions
And feel nausea taking over.
Trying to run is not an option
As the previously vacant room
Is now filled.
You want to collapse,
Completely engulfed by sadness
But a friendly hand reaches out.
Thank god.
It pulls you out of the pit
And back to reality,
The reality you
Don’t want to face.
He was supposed to be wonderful.
He is wonderful.
He passes by.
Butterflies fill your stomach,
Your head pounds,
And your heart skips a beat.
“I Hate You.”
Here we go again,
Back to the pit.
Hatreds teeth and claw
Gnaw at your heart as you fall.
Deeper and deeper you go.
As you fall you wonder,
Why?
Questions spill out,
everywhere.
Love? gone.
Sadness? gone.
Hatred?
Welcome.