there's a look
that I see in people, written on their faces; love and joy, ensconced in a thin but toxic sheet of pain
it is the bittersweet torment
of craving someone they cannot have.
This self-inflicted toruture
of agonizing lust and longing, i see this so often... and it breaks my heart.
but my greatest fear thus far
is if someone sees that look in me.