The perfect image
lay right there in front of me,
you, her
your eyes twinkling the way they would never
look at me at,
your smile, stretched wide across your face,
like someone in love,
'cause you are.

It's like something out of a movie, you and her.
Barbie and Ken.

Then there's me.

Every love poem I read
Reminds me a little of you.

The way your eyes twinkle
The way your smile makes me incredibly clumsy

The way my heart races
The way I keep waiting for you to reply

These love poems are puzzle pieces
That form you when put together.

You break my heart,
then ask why I'm in pain.

What do you say
when no one is
l i s t e n i n g?

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