I wish you never looked at me that way.

At a single glace,
I was yours.
The walls erupted,
all that were left were the floors.

But at that moment,
a girl walked into the room.
She took you out of my arms,
and you liked it, I assumed.

The place hushed,
but it was far from quiet.
It was like the silence hit me,
like a wordless riot.