Midnight Minuet

I wrote this way back in my junior year of high school. It took place during out winter ball "Midnight Minuet". I know it looks long but it's a fast read.

Midnight Minuet

You
Me
She
and the world

The world
Oh how its gossips
About You, Me,
And…She
But the world can’t see
The way things ought to be
It only sees what it chooses to see

See it believes
It knows all about me
You and…she
But it doesn’t know anything

Nothing at all

The world surrounds usLike an audience at a circus
It’s cheering us on and
Wondering how the next act will be done

So I stare
Searching to see what it sees

Her height a perfect match for yours
Her brown dress and your crème suit
Blend together like a stale Oreo

You and She
Perfect
She the exact of opposite
Of me

She
Leans
Close
Too Close
To what I believe is mine
I claimed you first

You
Tall, dark, handsome
Nonchalant
With one hand in your pants pocket
The other rested on the hip
Of her

Not realizing the fact
That
You are the director of this very act

Me
Hurt
Blinded by tears
Tears

That shields me from the truth
The truth that the world just might
Be right

Tears
They keep falling
Hitting my chest
Rolling onto my midnight blue dress
Resembling a waterfall on a star filled
Night

I’m weak
I feel as if I’m falling
But there is no landing

It seems like there is no end

Just space

But then
I realize
As I watch you and she
That I have landed
In a hard place
Stuck
With she in between
You and Me

She smiles
Letting her existence
Be
Known
Flaunting what she thinks
She owns

She knows
That she’s taunting me
Purposely
Just to see
Me
Weak

I’m defeated
She wins
I’ve been subtracted from this equation
It’s just You and She

I do not matter anymore
So I turn
Taking slow steps
Towards
The Door

I exit not looking back
Because I know
Tomorrow
There will be a rematch