𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 ᵖᵒᵉᵗʳʸ

elegance

rolling off her golden tongue

like syrup

her glowing smile

drawing the world

towards her.

i do not hate her.

but i am jealous,

for she is perfect

and

born with elegance

unlike me.