Crushing

It’s the way you look at me.

The way you look at him.

How you talk about me.

How you talk about him.

In all our time

With all the places we’ve been

The sights we shared

I got nothing more than a cold stare from your eyes.

Whenever you saw him

Whenever you thought or talked of him

You were bright eyed and inspired

& nothing could extinguish that fire.

The love in your eyes

Only came to me as you pleaded

For me not to leave

Or if I was good on my knees.