Boy afraid, with nothing to say.
She looks at him, he looks the other way.
Headphones on and head in arms,
“Looks can’t kill, but they can certainly harm.”
Despondent, dreading interaction,
the fate of his comfort lies in her actions.
She approaches; footsteps resounding.
She encroaches, his heart starts pounding.
The wind was calm, the ocean was still,
he envied them both as he sat atop the pedestal
on which he never asked to be placed.
“What have I done to deserve her embrace?”
Fixated on stars in the sky,
unable to glance at those in her eyes.
Tension flowing just like her dress,
the one she wore hoping to impress.
Monotone, face of stone, heart ice cold.
Falling faster than the rain,
beating every single drop to the ground.
We hit the ground.
Burning brighter than the sun,
but we could never be found.
We burned out.
Forgettable at best, memorable at worst.
Words spoke in jest have since become a curse.
A crushsick kid sick of being crushed.
An impulsive guy who would die to not have a pulse.
Everything I touch turns too cold.
Double standards; half-hearted romance.
Too many risks and not a single chance.
Her perceptions of feelings unreciprocated,
they were always there, I just hesitated.
Countered her warmth with a cold shoulder,
so many things I never told her.
How she managed to make a deathful kid feel full of life.
How she led him out of the dark with her radiating light.
Flowers decay, romance dissipates.
Lovers in hate with no reason to stay.
Moments of lust are not worth months of anguish,
but neither one is willing to relinquish
the other, themself, of the chains that bind.
Bitter tongues coated with sugar lips,
hatred envelops - sealed with a kiss.