I was in love, deeply
I thought,
She was love too
but not with me

I obsess over her. She is my anchor
My world revolves around her.
She lives this star. He seems not to care.
Burning in his own vanity, he is collector of trophies.
I wonder why she wouldn’t love me. I lack charisma,
charm and no glow. She tells me I am a wannabe star,
lighting up on stolen lux.
I entice her with my fulsome smile- she shuns
I retreat into a mere shadow. But she consumes me and I recover and humor her only to be...