Irrational

I have seen every photo

Of you on Facebook,

And not just yours.

I have seen every girl 

Throughout your life

Give you more

Then I think 

I have 

To give.

I am not a hit,

I am a miss.

And every picture I see

Of your face hurts more 

Than the last.

If it hurts this bad now,

I can’t imagine

Looking back

In a year,

Or in two,

Or as soon

As you say

We're through.

And it doesn't make sense

To know that we won't

Survive.

I just can’t stay

With someone so close

To the sky

While I'm stuck

Down here,

While I’m living

In fear,

While nothing else

Is clear.

Is it irrational that I think like this?

Look at the way you

Held her head in a kiss.

Look at the way

Your smile glows

Looking at her.

Everyone knows

Two stars are meant 

To be,

But we are one star

And a me.

Looking at these pictures,

I can finally see.

What's irrational is not

That I think I might be able

To keep you,

What's irrational is that

I ever thought I had this chance

To lose.