I let my walls down
For a guy who wouldn’t bring me up.
He said he likes girls who like pink;
But I’ve always liked black.
He searches for the sunrise,
While I await for the twilight.
I let my feelings flow
For a boy who wouldn’t let go of his past.
I love his smile,
But he hates his own smirk.
He prefers his coffee plainly brewed,
I want mine with milk.
I spend my time alone;
Quietly.
He spends his in a bar;
Loudly.
But lastly…
I was attracted to a magnet,
But I was non-metal.
I knew I stood no chance.
I still had my hopes,
My wishes, my dreams.
But, alas, I accepted it;
He will never be mutually attracted to me.