You and her

I love the look in your eyes 

when you talk about her 

even though she doesn't 

look at you twice 

I guess I see 

a little of myself in you from 

back in the days 

when I was crazy for you 

and you always walked past 

whitout ever glancing back. 

I love the way you say her name 

like it's going to be 

the first promise you ever keep 

because maybe it will be, 

maybe she's the one who 

you can commit to, the one 

who will vanish all the darkness 

from your heart. 

I love you, 

even though ir hurts, 

the way you love her 

like I loved you, even though 

you look at her 

like you looked at me 

in every last one of my 

dreams, even though 

there's no room for me in this 

poem, even though maybe there 

never was, maybe there 

never will be. 

— m.f. // You and her