a poem by [eunique]

as i saw you two sit together, I questioned
if you two were in love.
I questioned if you had let out the caged butterflies
in your stomach, or if you had let
her hold your hand and squeeze you heart.
neither of you answered.
although, as I looked at the two of you, I knew
that you two looked at each other a little too long
to be just friends.

and that broke me a bit inside.

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