"call me lucky cuz in the end,"
i slowly opened my eyes,
my cheek
pressed against
my soft pillow,
"i'm a 6 and she's a 10,"
i rolled over,
staring at the ceiling once again.
"she's so fit i'm insecure"
i've always been insecure about myself,
and
you put me
on a pedestal,
telling the world
that you didn't care
about
what i thought
about
myself
"but she keeps coming back for more.."
because you were my best friend,
and
i knew you'd be there for me
no matter what.
no matter how much
i loved you,
and how much
you loved me,
we would still be
the best of friends.
i didn't mind that at all.
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determinant intricacies | 2
Poetryhighest rank: #449 in poetry (28/1/16) - sequel of unconditionally perplexed. - in which a girl learns to let go rather than hold on. - lowercase intended. - book 2 in the 'if only you knew' series.
