Haikus (Torture)
                                
  
  I, smiling at her.
  She, smiling politely back.
  My frail heart breaking.
  
  She and her boyfriend,
  cuddling in the corner.
  Me, turning away.
  
  Her smile, so tempting.
  Her voice, singing to my ears.
  Why do I resist?
  
  There!  Reality,
  laughing at me, showing me
  it's impossible.
  
  Love, torturing me.
  I, having nowhere to run.
  What should I do?  What?
  
  I decide: nothing.
  Seeing and suffering is
  better than nothing.