On the outside, on the inside

by Mira Nielson   May 29, 2008


He was on the inside
while i was
standing on the
outside,
in the rain
soaked, covered
in tears,
wishing
I
was
on the
inside
because everyone looked so
happy
&
then there was me,
sad & all alone
&
out in the rain.
he was on the inside
I was on the outside
crying my heart out
while he was on the inside
as i watched him from the outside
looking through the window at everyone
they were so happy
while
I was outside
crying my heart out
because all i ever wanted was to be
inside with
him.
I was crying my heart out
because i loved him so
oh god how i wish he would just once
look out the window
& see me
crying my heart out in the cold &
the rain waiting for
someone to notice me

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