• mishelle 10w

    An ugly emotion that burns throughout my veins,
    As she talks at him the same way I want her to talk to me...
    The thought that she might be in love with him,
    That he would be around her,
    Unappreciative of her love.
    And I, invisible in her eyes...
    I would be in much better pain if she stabbed in the back
    At least then I was part of her life for a little while,
    Loving her like the queen that she is,
    And that is something I will never take for granted...