I whispered to him...
“I’ve always been
The kind of girl
That people settle for
And I don’t want
You to settle for me”
Then he whispered back...
“But I only
Settle for
The best”
But isn’t that still settling?
Even if it’s
“The best”
It’s still settling
Isn’t it?
I’ll never be skinny
I’ll never be short
My hair is blonde
Not brown
My eyes are hazel
Not blue
He held me in his arms.
I cried
He asked me…
“Are you crying?”
I lied…
“No…”
He said…
“No crying
Only happy tears”
How can I be happy?
When I know
He’ll always want more?
But in that moment
I felt more loved
Than I ever have
Before…
It's sad
To know
I'll always be
Settled for
But at least
I know
I'm loved
