Unrequited love

That was always my signature move-

To make myself at home at places I had never been invited to,
To think I was expected when nobody was waiting for
To give my love away where no one would care

I had so much to give but nowhere to pour it,

I guess nobody told us

we are containers and glass,
both at the same time,
that I could pour into myself
just as much as I was willing to give away.

I guess it's just quite a lot to take
an unrequited love like mine

Wishing to give it all at once
with the briefest glimpse of those eyes.