Difference

Looking up there’s those eyes again.
Those divine eyes that only look at me
in my nights’ dreams.

 

Looking back down I fake indifference
watching his shadow slip away from the
corner of my eye.

 

A hundred bodies fill the room, none
of them knowing the silent pain that hits
each and every day.

 

Watching him leave the clustered room
my body aches for the door, but I stay
never done pretending.

 

His eyes only seeing her, my eyes only
seeing him. Our eyes never meeting
as we see a different view.

 

Never minding what aches inside for
his hand will never reach mine as he’ll
never notice when I’m gone.