Number three, I hate the girls
That you've met before me
Except your mom, of course
She's a kind-hearted lady
I don't mean to judge but I'm
Freaking jealous of your exes.
And I was like, "I'm still thankful,"
Without them I wouldn't have the
Chance to meet you.
A hypocrite is certainly am not
I'm still jealous up until now.
YOU ARE READING
Pastel Yellow
PoetryI'm not so sure How are you able to see Through those thick-rimmed Glasses of yours To think that someone like Is pretty enough To be yours. What have I done For the Great King to Give me the most precious Reward I could ever acquire. ...
