The phone rings,
my heart grows wings.
For a minute or two,
I hope it's you.
Realizing it's not,
feels like I've been shot.
You look at me, the only girl you see.
So it seems,
according to my bestfriend delusion.
Feelings I try to convey and you turn away.
As if I have nothing important to say.
The words you speak, "You're beautiful"
I've heard them before,
words of brainwash to get your way.
My heart screams
and I won't look back.
A memory in a haze.
I didn't write your name on any piece of my heart.
I forgot to cross T's and dot I's.
I didn't forget to see through your lies.
I have opened my eyes.
Though I am naive,
searching for kindness in a world without smiles to spare,
I am not the only one chasing a dream.
I don't want pennies and dimes you are handing me.
I can get so much more,
I am rich because that is where I invest,