i tried to hold your hand once,
but you pulled away as soon as
i reached for you.
i cried that night as i thought about it.
your eyes are brighter than the reflection of the sun on the lake we swam in, and your skin is softer than the sheets we once laid in.
your words could cure any heart of hopelessness, and the way you laugh makes my soul smile wide.
what a beautiful brain, and what a beautiful smile. but you
couldn't desire me the same.
love me in those ways. think of me like that.
how ashamed i am that i couldn't be her,
the girl with long hair and birth marks as bountiful as the stars.
even the way she walks is insatiable.
her lips are parted and her body
is shaped like she's a sculpture,
stolen from a museum.
oh, why can't i be her?
