in my life
nothing has ever felt right,
but you
have never felt wrong

i thought writing about you would help
but it just ends up making me mad
because you’re ****
and i get upset with myself
because i want you more than life itself

when i look
into your eyes
i see
a future
i see
goodness
i see
happiness
i see
kindness
i see
everything
i see
love
i see


life

i put lots of time and money into my appearance.
and sweetheart, you tell me you like girls who are “natural”
and describe how i “don’t need all the help”
honey,
i know i do not need it
but i sure as hell don’t need you
either