Lifestyle, Personal, Spoken Word Poetry

Unrequited Love

Hot cup of coffee to warm my hands,

as I watched him

from my bedroom window

I loved the sound of rain,

the smell of dust withering away

He looked happy, I could tell

dimples never leaving his cheeks

I painfully gulped down the coffee

it tasted bitter, matching my emotions;

that could be me!

he looked at the lady with so much love

my best friend.

I didn’t have a chance, It was official

Holding my cup tightly as tears threatened to roll down.

Maybe time will close my heart

from the things I don’t want to feel.


Over To You …

What do you think about unrequited love?

Thank you for reading. New post every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday.

With Love, Jade.






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