New poem.

Not Mine

Your smile, your jokes
It’s everything about you.
The way you act,
How you carry yourself,
Is how you got my attention.
The way you look at me,
Or laugh at my jokes,
Makes me smile,
When you’re not looking anymore.
But reality hits like a slap in the face,
When you and her start talking.
And that’s when I realize,
I’ve been wishing for the impossible,
For something that won’t happen,
Because you’re hers, not mine.