I stare at you

Longing for you to notice

Waiting for the day when you realize

That we are meant to be

My mind filled with thoughts of you

Hoping yours are filled with me

Even though I know they aren’t

99.9%

That’s how much I’m sure

But that .1% keeps me going

Keeps me longing for you

It keeps me up at night

Running scenarios through my brain

And makes my heart race when I hear my phone ding

But why?

I’m not like those girls

With their Lulu or their winged eyes

Or their flat stomachs and tiny thighs

I don’t have that

So I’m just going to say goodbye

To the possibilities

To getting my hopes up

To him

Farewell, my almost lover