Boys don't like girls like me

Boys don't like girls
With frizzy hair
And red velvet tongues

Boys don't like girls
Who wear heavy boots
And leather jackets a size too big
With pins pushed through the fabric
Declaring their beliefs
Like picket signs

Boys don't like girls
With outie belly buttons

Boys don't like girls
Who shop in the men's section
At thrift stores

Boys don't like girls
Who shut themselves in ivory towers
And refuse to let down their hair
Because they're too afraid

Boys don't like girls
Who talk to plants

Boys don't like girls
Who pick the pickles off
Of their cheeseburger because
They believe its the best part
And you always save the best for last

Boys don't like girls
Who carry trauma on their backs like boulders

Boys don't like girls
Who don't know how to kiss
Without leaving
Blood stains on your lips

Boys don't like girls
Who write love poems for themselves

Who practice archery and witchcraft
Because it makes them feel stronger

Who dance in their kitchen
To the music of popping popcorn

Who shy away from touch
Because to them it feels like acid

Who have stretch marks and cellulite

Who'd rather stay at home with the dog
Than go to that party

Who have ice in their soul

Boys don't like girls like me
And I'm trying to be ok with that

At first the rain fell
So wide and deep
I climbed up the hill to reminisce
the dew that forms
on the flowers,
giving a new meaning
but this rain changed from blue to black
and left,
nothing.

I remember her not being there
Walking alone to class
Walking a little slower than normal,
Feeling lonely without her hand in mine.

Walking to the cafe
My favorite time with her
30 minutes with her every day
But not today..

I didn't want to go in the room
Didn't want to see the empty chair
Didn't want to sit there
Not physically alone, but alone.

But there she was
Walking towards me somehow
I'm sure my heart skipped a beat
As I ran to hug her

I was completely unaware
Of the crowded room around us
All that mattered was her
In my arms

She had come in late
And decided to surprise me
It worked, I thought ironically.
And I could not be happier.

How does she do it?
Have me so wrapped around her finger
That I never want to leave
Never care for anyone else

My hand reached out
to grab
to touch
to feel
to know
you are right next to me.
My faced rolled sideways
to glance
to memorize
to communicate
to smile
only to be peppered with kisses.
It reminded me of a butterfly's powdery wings
as your lips skim my skin.
Suddenly you pull the bed cover above us
building a fort, reminiscing on our childhood memories.
I sit up
to stare
to admire
your naked chest.
I crawl towards you
to snuggle
to sit
on your lap.
Then,
you drifted away
to beyond
to the dark
to chaos
to hurt
but you were just a particle of my imagination.
Whom I was falling deeply for.

"I'm tired of being in a relationship
Where I'm always the second choice"

Tears are in her eyes
As she tries feebly not to cry
She's fragile and weak
To sad to find more words to speak

She would never be my second choice
She hasn't been since I first heard her voice

She snuggles into my arms
Shaking from sobs
Tearing me apart
Cutting to my heart

She would be my only one
Till the day we part or till life is done

She lifts her head
Her cheeks still wet
I gently wipe tears away
Afraid she will break

She was never my second choice
I'd tell her.. but I can't find my voice