i wouldn't love me either
i wish my lips tasted like hers and my face was a spitting image.
maybe i'll start styling my hair like hers,
or i could learn to smile like her.i wish my heart made you explode like hers.
maybe i'll workout to get her body figure,
or i could learn the way she laughs and make that same sound.i wish i could make you feel what she makes you feel like –
maybe i'll ask her for notes,
or maybe i'll learn all her jokes.i wish you loved me the way you love her.
i wish i was her, so you would love me that way, too.
why don't you love me like that?— e. gould
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