Rambles On LifeA Story by Breanne WilliamsLast night I was shown what I’ve been missing In the simplest of places I was at a pub when they arrived They sat together on one side of the table As close to each other as they could be She laid her head on her lovers shoulder They whispered sweet nothings into each other’s ears I couldn’t help but glance at them again and again And I think they knew They knew that I was envious She kissed her lovers neck and I drank my soda She caressed her palm and I glanced at the tv My friend kept talking to me oblivious to my change of mood Oblivious to the fact that I was falling For there in that pub I saw what I had been running from In that corner booth Wrapped in cotton in denim Sat love A love that I’ve never had And I think I fear that I will never know it intimately I think I fear that I will always be alone © 2014 Breanne Williams |
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