Arms wide open

You held out your hand for a fist pump

But I immediately went in for a hug.

Why am I like this?

All I wanted was a kiss.

You keep saying that you want to be

Just friends

But I’ve seen how your eyes devour me.

Now, your cologne lingers

On my leather jacket.

You go off to sleep with her;

I lock myself in the closet.

I keep hoping one day,

When you’re done playing,

You will have the courage to look back in.

There is no guarantee

But you might just find me

Waiting for you, with arms wide open.

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Author: Kalia Attal

I am an aspiring investigative journalist with a single dream: to save the world. It may seem impossible, but I believe knowledge promotes tolerance, and tolerance breeds empathy, kindness, and compassion. Love is the cure for Earth's cancer.

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