Weight In the Eyes

yesterday, have to say that you walked freely, as if the world was yours for the taking & you were the possession of no one, however, today, you have an undeniable weight in your eyes, that unmistakable weight of possible romance or ensuing intimacy, or that worry that comes with early jealousy, bred in the bowels of what you secretly think is going to “last forever” & it beats down on the back of your neck, bringing your head down, making you check your phone every other minute as if said new fling had just texted you, as if they just updated something on face**** or twatted about you & them, as if you suddenly mattered now, when just yesterday, you were nothing--- but alas, when you were nothing, you were free & now you are wondering even as you read this, just what they are doing when they aren’t with you, just when you will get to meet them again, just what exactly will happen when you do & you fantasize fantasize fantasize, as if you had any choice whatsoever left to speak of.