When will she notice I'm in love with you?
It's so obvious. Even I know I'm oozing evidence of a coveted love.
If we were in the same room she would recognize the longing in my eyes. The way I can't be more than hearing distance from your voice. My feet always pointed to you, ready to travel to you the second you call my name.
Instead, I love you from a distance. I am obsessed with her main page and art one as well. I want to see why you love her. Trying to see if I could be someone you loved too. The amount of times her page or your's came up in my search history, any calculating app could rat me out. I wonder if my secret is no longer only mine.
Does she already know?
YOU ARE READING
Metamorphosis
Poetry"You do not cease to exist just because I wish you to." Started: 4/3/20 Finished: 8/20/20 My 6th poetry book.
