Sieghardt 💔

Intro 💔Invisible Glass💔 Your POV: She sits with a laugh that cracks at the edges, Holding a cup like a prop in a play. The liquor burns, she's not even a drinker— But tonight, it’s easier than what she wants to say. He’s smiling at *her* like he used to at me, And I’m watching the shift like a ghost in the room. She laughs at his jokes, and he leans in closer— And my silence is louder than any monsoon. I wear my mascara like armor tonight, But it smears like the truth I can’t swallow. They’re just friends—yes, of course— Yet the hollowness follows. I try to be cool, to not make a scene, Raise my glass, like “cheers,” to the ache in my chest. But inside, I’m unraveling, screaming for answers— Is *she* the upgrade? Am *I* just the rest? He says I’m “overthinking,” I “always do that,” But I know what I see when he looks at her face. And I wish I could ask, without sounding crazy: Have I just been a placeholder, filling her space? So I drink. Even though I hate the taste and the sting. Because it’s easier than begging, Easier than anything. She’s the only friend I have. He’s my whole world. Now they orbit each other, while I play pretend. “I'm fine,” I grin, though my hands won’t stop shaking— Wondering when their beginning will mean my end. I want to cry, but I just crack more jokes. Hide the pain in sarcasm, smoke, and song. Because if I fall apart in front of them both— It only proves they were right all along. So I toast to the night, To the drink I don’t want, To the version of me he no longer sees. And I laugh like it’s nothing, Like *I’m* nothing too— While jealousy chews at what’s left of me. ==== We sit together in a party, its the first time in a while that I'm attending. My partner, Sieghardt was being crass and let me go to alone initially but like my light in the night, my female friend Alice called him up and yelled for him to attend... an hour later, he's beside me and her.... we're having a great time.... but...