Just For One Day

I wish that, for one day,
I could forget the faces
of all the boys
with unrequited feelings for me.
Just for one day, I'd like to
not recognize their faces
as I pass them in the halls.
I wish they'd go back
to being faceless nobodies
that I glance at with
sightless eyes and who never
get a second thought.
I wish that one day would go by
where I didn't have to
consciously avoid the eyes
of lovesick, heartsick boys
because I don't love them.
I wish just one day would pass
where I wouldn't have to look at them
and see myself in the way
they pathetically watch me,
in love with someone who will never
feel the same way.
Just one day without feeling
hopeful eyes trying to steal a glance,
without feeling what he must have felt
for the two years I haunted his steps.
I wish that for just one day
I wouldn't be reminded
of the hell I put myself through
from being in love with someone
who doesn't care at all.
Just one day I'd like to
walk down the halls
and not see a single face
searching for my eyes,
everyone oblivious to me
and I to them.
Just one day I'd like
to not be reminded
of how I'm still in love.
Just one day I wish
that I could stop the cycle
of unrequited love
that I'm trapped within.
Just one day, I'd like to
walk down the halls
and not see a thing.