I'm watching him
from behind a window.
His smile
fake to me
I see the thoughts now
that I didn't before.
His mind
an open barricade
of plans--
he will break hearts.
I try to press up farther
to see better
but the glass stops me.
My breathing increases
because of anxiety:
I want to stop her
from falling.
The glass becomes foggy
and I have to back up,
I try to control my rapid breaths.
Her eyes
are only on him
easily fogged
just like the glass.
She's wrapped around his finger
like I'd been
just a lifetime before.
I'd say I miss him
because I do
but I don't say anything--
the glass becomes fogged again.
A single tear
drips from my cheek
draining my barrier
I wore before.
Memories flood my leaking eyes
I don't feel for him now
but what I did have
sears a terrible scar
on my thoughts.
I watch her trip
on his outstretched foot
and into his arms.
Easily played
behind the sheet of glass
I'll never pass again.
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Thanks! I'll try to expand on it.
Hey. This was really good. I like the idea of the window, and how it fogs. It really painted a picture of what was happening.
The one thing that I have to pick at is when you said, 'I see the thoughts now
that I didn't before.' What thoughts did you see. You do sort of say what the thoughts were, but it was mainly unexplained. If you expanded on this point a bit, it would be so much better. But great poem.