i'm not going to pretend
that i don't still look up
at you hoping to catch you
look down just in time for me to
not notice.
i'm not going to pretend
that when you talk to me
(even in such rarity)
that i don't get excited
(even if it's for the smallest thing)
i'm not going to pretend
that your smile still isn't
the single most beautiful
thing i've ever seen
grace this earth
but i will pretend
and continue to deny
that i might
still have feelings
for you
so let's play this little game of pretend, shall we?
YOU ARE READING
on infatuation.
Poetrya series of short poems about a guy i'm not sure whether or not i like.
