She told him to stay away from her

I craved his company

She had wandering eyes

Mine would have stayed focused

She coaxed him for unrequited affection

But such games are irrelevant to me

And in front of his eyes, I stood.

Waiting for my time to come.

Waiting to show him what he had been missing.

Waiting to present myself as worthy.

But I seemed to be invisible.

Rather than moving on, I stay stuck on him…

And he is far too ignorant to see how much I fucking want him

And for these reasons, I can’t tell which one of us has the bigger problem.
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