I shall never be the best in anything I do,
because for every poem I write there's always Duffy,
every equation I complete, Einstein always knew.
Every maths question successful had Pythag around before,
for my paintings there was always Monet,
or Da Vinci perhaps.
for every ball I sway against, Murray has already touched.
You see for me,
I will never exceed,
I will just be a possibly,
a hope,
a could have been.

If I left because of her
I know you would be ******,
So hold onto me as tight as you can
Because I am so done with this.

never will I fall in love again
I murmured,
how do you know?
he pondered
because you are my first
I touched his wrist
he looked down to follow my fingers
my deepest
my longest
my forever
naive yes
young, okay.
but believe me
I have you
and I am yours
for as long as this eternal bond lasts
I will remain infatuated
compelled, lost in you
the waves of your hair crashed
and the love flooded to your eyes
a squeeze of confirmation was all I gained
but for I
that was enough