Just felt like writing something today. I like some of the imagery even though it’s all high school crush sad. 
My heart can only long for so long.
Eventually it will all fade to gray,
Like a used up storm cloud
With no lightning left within.
I do it to myself.
Time and time again.
The expectation of something you’re not.
The Anticipation of something you can’t feel.
They make my room cold at night when I lie alone.
They make my heart break when you pull away.
My heart can only skip so many beats on its own.
The rhythm of one will become a lone cry,
Slowly pounding in the shadows to a pair of deaf ears.
I do it to myself.
I lie and hope and close my eyes
To the truth of your smile,
And how it will never shine
Toward me like it did to him.
