ever wonder why you can never let go

of what you feel for someone

you know doesn't feel the same way?

why you still wish on those falling eyelashes,

dropping coins in those fountains,

closing your eyes on 11:11s,

why you constantly do it

even if they're never granted?

do you know that feeling

when you have this tiny bit of yourself

clinging on to the thought

that maybe—just maybe,

their feelings for you

would come crawling back.

even if there's this bigger part of yourself

that knows: it never will.