YOU

I watched you talk to her
waiting for the bus, analyzing your face
your freckles, dimples, perfect smile,
you.
I've been obsessed for a month now,
my heart launching into overdrive when I see you walk by.
I don't think you know my name.
My feet crunched over fallen snow
as you wrapped your arms around her,
your blue eyes misty, faraway, your smile lighting up your face,
like the best thing that could exist was the girl within your arms.
My friends tell me you're an idiot, that you're not even cute,
what am I doing liking some annoying boy who only goes for popular girls?
And they're right about that last part,
because never in a million years would you ever like me.
But that doesn't mean I won't dream of your face when you looked at her
and how I'd feel if it was looking at my own,
eyes earnest, smile wide,
like you'd do anything for me,
anything for me to be yours.
You'll probably break up in a month at most,
and she'll claim she hates you and get a new boyfriend.
But I know you really like her
because the way you looked at her
was the way I'd look at you
if only I could
with all the stars in your eyes
that could light up the night sky.
But I can't
because to you,
I am invisible.

star

NH

14 years old

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