Yearn for You [poems]

damn everything.

Damn, your face.

Damn, your smile.

Damn, your mouth. 

Damn, your arms.

Damn, your eyes.

Damn, your everything.

You're fucking perfect. 

And I'm just a loser. 

You're never going to like me like that,

and that breaks my heart.

Breaaaakksss mmyyyy heeeaaarrttt.

You choose prettier,

fashionable,

smarter girls.

I'm sorry I'm not a bitch like the rest and I do the fuck I want.

I'm sorry I wear glasses and have braces but at least I'm not fake.

I'm sorry I like food so my body isn't how I wish it would be.

I'm sorry I'm myself, and not anyone else.

I'm sorry, no fuck that, sorrynotsorry. 

Life goes on.

I guess I should get over you.