Bee.Lover

I've seen how this goes before,

Over and over—

I paint your unclouded skies with gray,

I'm the rain in your more-than-perfect day. 

Who was the idea you had of me?

Her mascara wasn't running down

Hello Winter,

I see you through the light

peaking through my curtains.

Your white blankets every living thing. 

But Winter,

When will you comfort me,

Wrap me up like a present,

I've never been the lucky type

That's just never been my plight

But now I'm standing in the light

I found a person good for me

A sweet girl, kind and neat

But yet she knows how to bring the heat

Every day, I sit and stare

at you talking about what others consider nonsense. 

I'd call you a wordsmith,

Staged-like words flowing off the tip of your tongue. 

I hunch in the corner of the group,

I came to sit by you everyday,

Listening to your laugh,

Imagining what it'd be like if we were friends,

Knowing you don't feel the same. 

my heart was ripped apart in seconds

and it only took a few hours to be stitched up again.

those stitches won't stay

just like I know you won't.

you leave the conversations like deer,