He Wants Me

He wants me.
i could see it.
hidden deep.
in his eyes.
"i want you back"

they burn holes
in my back.
i turn.
look right back.
into the longing.
into the hard stare.

i hate you
(not really)
i glare.
i soften.

why do your eyes do this to me?
my pain melts.
he wants me.
i can see it.
i want him.
he needs her.
i *need* to be her.

life starts to look up
*finally*