An act.

You know, when I see you now I feel anger

I feel love and I feel lust.

I miss you

And I miss your touch.

When you scroll down the hallways in your black jacket

I feel like I don’t even know you.

And when you look the other way, acting like you don’t see me

It hurts so bad.

I just can’t seem to figure you out

You say you miss me and wanna spend time with me

But why don’t you then?

Why do you text me like you love me but act like you don’t know me.

- CS