Just some poetry

VI. Softly Sinning

I'm sitting on a bench with my notebook in hand
My hair falling over my face as my heart writes and sketches until content.
I just wanna to disappear
Disappear as you know
I am envious of the girl,
The girl I am not.
The one that has you.
I am softly sinning on this bench,
Watching you two,
Be something I am not.
I am not beautiful,
Radiant,
Stunning.
I wish to be the girl that kisses you
That your stare at when she is doing something and doesn't realize your beautiful stare.
I want to be the one you love.
I'm softly sinning with envy.