• I was sitting on the bus
    Thinking of her
    Kaylah
    I looked to my left and saw two
    Very beautiful
    People
    One boy, one girl
    They were two very different people
    And yet, they were the same
    Because they loved each other
    As their hands laced, I felt something rush
    Through my body
    Envy?
    Hatred?
    No
    I could never hate something so pure
    So vivid
    No
    I wanted what they had
    I wanted her
    I wanted
    Kaylah.