Wrong name

I still hear a buzz

And hope it might be your name

Instead of hers

Hoping you might look at me like she does

Hoping you might touch me like her

Hoping you want what she wants

But it’s her

And she isn’t you

It would be so much easier

It would be so perfect

It would

But it isn’t

Because I’ll never love her

The way I still love you

just a guy writing some sad poetry