This poem is my personal take on what it’s like to fall for someone. But instead being something cheery and joyous, I’m writing about what it’s like to fall for someone you know you can’t have. It’s something everyone can relate too, and something I can relate to a lot. It’s about starting, for the third time, to actually, truly like someone, and at the same time, know that it’s someone you can never EVER be with. You know, the one that’s taken, the ex, or in my case, the best friend.
I want to publish this so other people like me can know that they aren’t alone, and that someone there feels the same way. I’m not trying to console anyone, or tell them it gets better, or not to worry. I’m simply here to show people it’s okay to be sad and feel the way they do.