My Love Lost

November 25, 2011
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She will burn me from the inside out,
Walking down the hall, towards him,
My heart is begging, shouting at her to stop,
But I know I am invisible to her eyes; to her heart,
I stand, glued to my locker, doing nothing and letting all of this happen,
My worn-out shoes tap against the cold, hard floor as she walks,
closer and closer,

It’s like I am not even there,
Just yesterday we were talking,
She, in her pink sweatshirt and dirty-blonde hair,
Laughing at all my jokes, twirling her hair around her finger,
Sparkling brown eyes, joy in them every time I see her,
Now, I am nothing to her,
She brushes beside me, smelling like a rose,
Not even looking at me or saying hi,
My heart is in pain, beating louder and louder, I can almost hear it,
She hands him a gift
He smiles and she returns one with blushing red cheeks, as if it’s snowing,
He accepts the gift,
She walks off holding his hand,
My best friend

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