The lover:

One day i saw this girl

hidden inside my phone

She was beautiful

but i think that’s a given.

She could mesmerize even those who hated her

and i was one of them.

She had this grace

none could match

and i wish i could’ve amounted to her

Soon, i was caught by her gaze

and i wanted her

more than anything

Day and night

i’d wait for her message

which put a smile on my face

i told her about all these feelings

and she smiled

she said she felt the same

not but a week or two later

i see her off with another girl

a blonde

acting like i never existed

but i continued to love her until the day i died

because loving her

made me feel like something nothing else could

and it was the best thing that could’ve happened to me

The loveless:

Seeing the couples walk down the halls

sparks something inside of me

a hatred

not a jealousy

but a pure annoyance

while i’ve never experienced it

i don’t think i’d want it

needed someone else to breathe isn’t logical

and i don’t need it

i won’t die without it so why does it matter?

i think it’s repulsive

why do people do anything? love.

it’s kind of stupid to me

and i hope i never find it.