Inertia Poem by Mycho Jamil

As I stand among the crowd,
my eyes wander aimlessly,
searching for you.

I am but a moth
into your light,
drawn to your flames.

My hands struggle
to reach you,
only to grasp air.

How long do I have to stay
in the corner of your eyes?
I long for your gaze.

Scared to pursue,
scared to lose you—
a hopeless romantic.

Inches apart in distance,
but miles away at heart—
So near, yet so far.

It has been months
since the last time I saw
that blithesome smile

and now I lament
over the fact that it belongs
to someone else.

But even after all this time,
the clock inside my heart
remains stuck in the past.

As I stood among the crowd,
my eyes wandered and found myself happy,
only to see you now in someone's arms.

The feelings that writhe within
have now become the embers
of a dying flame.

And I could only suspire
and invert this smile
as this love remains idle.