I sit.

Waiting for them

Knowing, there with someone else

Why do I do this?

Why do I need them?

I watch.

Talking with someone else

Smiling with someone else


I need them so much

But they don't need me

I think.

I don't need them

That I'll get someone else better

But how?

I know.

I am lost

They don't need me

They can leave

Leave me in shambles

But I can't

I know I'm just a passing thing

If I leave, I'll be nothing

They wouldn't care

They wouldn't notice

I am alone