a.m 4:00
Apr. 27 , 2017
he never noticed her
he never saw her
he never spoke to her
he never looked at her
why would he
she wasn't on his radar
she just simply did not exist to him
and
this broke her
she always noticed him
she always saw him
she always longed to speak to him
she always looked at him
why does she do this to herself
he was above her radar
he just simply was something she listed for
but
his radar
that damn radar
that's what keeps them apart
if he would just notice her
he would realize she's what's he's been looking for
but
that damn radar
it keeps them apart
it keeps us apart
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Poetry[18+ Mature Audiences] * * "You said you wouldn't be gone long but here I am day one hundred fifty and you still haven't shown up at my window" * * Just things that wander my head at 4:00 a.m * * Vintage Art ©2018, S T O R M. All rights reserved.
