Saw you again today.

Made me insecure because

I didn't know which I wanted to do more;

punch you or kiss you.

You just walked on by, not

seeing me, or just not caring to.

Like my world didn't just

melt down to the words

"me and you",

like I wasn't playing the part of a

sunflower and you the sun,

with everything gravitating

towards you in the center.

I can't discern what came first,

only that I felt hot and then cold,

numb and then empty.

And I asked myself,

the lonely hollow that I was,

why you couldn't be the one

to fill me up.