What's your status

It's that one chance at stardom, no matter how brief
Different lines, words, feelings
It's so easy to read people, despite what they think

Wishes, regrets, hopes and complaints
In twenty words, give or take a few
Everyone's a poet here, without restrain

We ask after them, make a remark
And the heart fills with pride
After all, this is where camaraderie starts

It's a free world, we aren't paying, yet
People are allowed liberation
Such is the beauty of one line messages

love and want

He could love you, but he won't.
You don't have the spark he wishes
Or the aloofness he desires.

He would love you, but he can't.

He wanted to love you, but he didn't.
You didn't cry out his name in love
You didn't blush at his touch

He tried to love you, but he wouldn't.