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My friends talk about how in love they are with their boyfriends

And their soon to be boyfriends

But me

I worry about my past

I cry at the latest times of the night

Because i can't figure out what's wrong with me

I wonder why the hell i'm so unattractive

To every guy I meet

I think about all my mistakes at 12 in the morning

As I listen to the saddest music about other people's problems


But my friends

there on dates with the ones they love

Or the ones they think they love

Because my friends are too young to know what love is

But they still believe that these people

These guys that they're with are there one and only's

but there not these guys are just for now not long term

I don't tell them these things because I just have a fear of missing love

and that destroys me....

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